Azalea Blooms
Where we grew up
You could smell the rain
After a 3 o'clock shower
On a summer day
Used to take it for granted
The things that brought me back
'Til that certain someone
Stopped me in my tracks
I've seen a sunrise from a hardwood ridge, with my back against tree
The way the light is waltzing with the canopy
I've seen a waterline slick as glass on a gulf coast afternoon
I've seen cicadas sing a time or two
I've seen a many of a Mississippi Moon
I've seen my share of azalea blooms
But I ain't ever seen a thing as pretty as you
I'm drawn to you
Like a moth to a flame
Now I notice every detail
And darlin' you're to blame
Like the scar on your forehead
Or the way you sing
You might call 'em imperfections
But they're my favorite things
I've seen a sunrise from a hardwood ridge, with my back against tree
The way the light is waltzing with the canopy
I've seen a waterline slick as glass on a gulf coast afternoon
I've seen cicadas sing a time or two
I've seen a many of a Mississippi Moon
I've seen my share of azalea blooms
But I ain't ever seen a thing as pretty as you
You got me all wrapped up
Like a vine of kudzu
Nah I ain't ever seen a thing as pretty as you
You could smell the rain
After a 3 o'clock shower
On a summer day
Used to take it for granted
The things that brought me back
'Til that certain someone
Stopped me in my tracks
I've seen a sunrise from a hardwood ridge, with my back against tree
The way the light is waltzing with the canopy
I've seen a waterline slick as glass on a gulf coast afternoon
I've seen cicadas sing a time or two
I've seen a many of a Mississippi Moon
I've seen my share of azalea blooms
But I ain't ever seen a thing as pretty as you
I'm drawn to you
Like a moth to a flame
Now I notice every detail
And darlin' you're to blame
Like the scar on your forehead
Or the way you sing
You might call 'em imperfections
But they're my favorite things
I've seen a sunrise from a hardwood ridge, with my back against tree
The way the light is waltzing with the canopy
I've seen a waterline slick as glass on a gulf coast afternoon
I've seen cicadas sing a time or two
I've seen a many of a Mississippi Moon
I've seen my share of azalea blooms
But I ain't ever seen a thing as pretty as you
You got me all wrapped up
Like a vine of kudzu
Nah I ain't ever seen a thing as pretty as you
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Justin Barham, Gary Stanton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.