Gabrielle Mooney – Come On In

Come On In – Gabrielle Mooney Lyrics Letra:
There’s somethin’ bout a sweet tea pitcher on the table
Some cornbread in the oven after Sunday church
There’s somethin’ bout my daddy sayin’ grace
In my grandpa’s place
He always put Jesus first
There’s somethin’ bout a potluck dinner
And callin’ Dinner supper
And openin’ a ladies door
There’s somethin’ bout comin’ back here
With you that makes me love all of this even more

There’s somethin’ bout my hometown
20 off the highway
Mamas waitin’ for us on a
Lawn chair in the driveway
I know
Every road
Trippin over work boots
Comin’ through the back porch
Everything that made me’s on the other side of that door
If you wanna know
Who I am
Just come on in
Come on in
There’s somethin’ bout you
Bein’ here with me
If you wanna know
Who I am
Just come on in
Come on in

There’s somethin’ bout flippin’ thru scrapbook pages
Middle school me
Is sure makin’ you laugh
I loved *NSYNC
And the punk rock scene
I betcha didn’t know that
There’s somethin’ ‘bout sneakin’ out late
Smokin’ on the roof
And talkin’ bout life to the Lord
There’s somethin’ bout a four wheel drive
And cassette tape vibes
In my grandpas hand me down Ford

There’s somethin’ bout my hometown
20 off the highway
Mamas waitin’ for us on a
Lawn chair in the driveway
I know
Every road
Trippin’ over work boots
Comin’ through the back porch
Everything that made me’s on the other side of that door
If you wanna know
Who I am
Just come on in
Come on in
There’s somethin’ bout you
Bein’ here with me
If you wanna know
Who I am
Just come on in
Come on in
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