Sweet Tea

(Lyrics/Music – T. Meade)

She’s got more swing on her back porch

Than that old peach tree out in her backyard

And yeah, I still carry the torch

So tell me why she’s got to make it so hard

Let me show you around

Her Mason-Dixon line

Where you will hear the sound

Of sweet sunshine

Sweet Tea, brother

She’s so sweet I’m kissing sugar

She’s such a peach in the morning

Then you’ll dodge that railroad all the livelong day

But you’ll ignore this warning

For a wink and a smile and a roll in the hay

She will tell you about

The war of northern aggression

But the way it comes out