Watching the clouds rolling in
Down Fredonia road
The sky will be blue come morning
The storms are all gone
Wake up to you right beside me
Sweet kisses and hugs
That there is my definition
Of what I call love
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
Take me down where the creek turns
Cold beer the fire burns, I'm never alone
With those miles of ol dirt roads, kick back and drive slow, damn good for my soul
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
It's hard to feel bad, behind this old twelve tag, radio on
Take me down where the creek turns
Cold beer the fire burns, I'm never alone
With those miles of ol dirt roads, kick back and drive slow, damn good for my soul
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
Watching the clouds rolling in
Down Fredonia road
MarDe Brooks - Slow Time Lyrics
MarDe Brooks - Slow Time Lyrics
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Watching the clouds rolling in
Down Fredonia road
The sky will be blue come morning
The storms are all gone
Wake up to you right beside me
Sweet kisses and hugs
That there is my definition
Of what I call love
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
Take me down where the creek turns
Cold beer the fire burns, I'm never alone
With those miles of ol dirt roads, kick back and drive slow, damn good for my soul
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
It's hard to feel bad, behind this old twelve tag, radio on
Take me down where the creek turns
Cold beer the fire burns, I'm never alone
With those miles of ol dirt roads, kick back and drive slow, damn good for my soul
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
Watching the clouds rolling in
Down Fredonia road
Down Fredonia road
The sky will be blue come morning
The storms are all gone
Wake up to you right beside me
Sweet kisses and hugs
That there is my definition
Of what I call love
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
Take me down where the creek turns
Cold beer the fire burns, I'm never alone
With those miles of ol dirt roads, kick back and drive slow, damn good for my soul
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
It's hard to feel bad, behind this old twelve tag, radio on
Take me down where the creek turns
Cold beer the fire burns, I'm never alone
With those miles of ol dirt roads, kick back and drive slow, damn good for my soul
Living on slow time
Living on slow time
Watching the clouds rolling in
Down Fredonia road
Writer: JAMES DAVID FLOWERS, MARLIN DEVON BROOKS
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave