Southern Drawl

I cant be at your beckon call

Your love so slow and heavy

It's like a southern drawl

And it don't seem worth your time

If the two of us ain't one of a kind

I wont be another turn

To gather up and use what you learn

And of course he's always on your mind

You should hold him dear

Leave his love behind

Cause you cant call it moving on

If all I do, is make you feel so wrong

I wont be another turn

To gather up and use what you learn

If always a man might love

Loving to laugh to do and to give?

I know that it could take some time

Go be with him, but then be mine...