Fast Lane Hearts

(woooh) She had a voice like sweet red wine

He played the guitar,

kept the time

They met down at the county line

Two hearts hummin' in perfect rhyme

And when the sun goes slippin' down

They play their songs for this whole town

(yeah, listen close)

Singin' loud, let the rhythm roll

Sweet, sweet love down in our soul

His heavy strings and her wild grace

Best music in this whole wide place

She writes the words upon his sleeve

A sweeter tune you won't believe

Every chord is a promise made

Underneath that old oak shade

(oh, play it boy) Our sweet song won't ever

fade

(no,

never)