Weyerhaeuser Land

Jade moved down from a up north town
Prettiest thing, three counties round
Yeah, papa was a Fogerty fortunate son
Buying up property one by one

She don't like the smell of the pulp wood air
Rather be sitting anywhere but here
She don't like the dirt and ain't into grits
And hates she had to move to a place like

This ol' town she keeps on putting down
Won't be long, she's all about some

Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by Creek Moran
Get lost in the dead of night
Way off on Weyerhaeuser land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
Don't you look back and don't you let go

She ain't used to the heat down here
The rooster crowing that'll bend your ear
Yeah, sitting on the fence and she ain't convinced
'Til the song of the south sounds something like this

This ol' town she keeps on putting down
Won't be long, she's all about some

Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by Creek Moran
Get lost in the dead of night
Way off on Weyerhaeuser land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
You know you wanna

Little loving in the long leaf pines
Lay right beside me by Creek Moran
Get lost in the dead of night
Way off on Weyerhaeuser land
Back and forth from the county line
Run down the middle of a rural route road
Take this heart and this hand of mine
Don't you look back and don't you let go

Yeah, don't you let go