Verse 1: We’d been together long enough We had a chemistry and trust Was together forever in our sight She sure looks beautiful tonight I held the door and as she climbed in the truck She turned fixed my collar with a little tuck Our eyes met at the moment in time This night was different, felt something inside Chorus: Tears running down her face I could tell we weren’t another mistake There’s more under his hat Than jeans and a smile Years of making bad decisions Had been happening awhile Years of thinking a spark was something more than that She was always looking at spurs, boots and a hat Never seeing what was underneath before... Wanting a cowboy not a man, to walk through her door Not used to being in this space She realized this was her ...happy place. Verse 2: It was the moment you don’t think about when you first date My nerves were on fire We were going to her family home time to meet her mom and dad I can’t be late Looked her dad in the eye and a firm handshake Seems he been through this before Hoping I’m not another mistake Mom gave me a big old hug and a peck on the cheek She reminded me of my mom in a way I’m doing this with her and my dad next week Chorus: Tears running down her face I could tell we weren’t another mistake There’s more under his hat Than jeans and a smile Years of making bad decisions Had been happening awhile Years of thinking a spark was something more than that She was always looking at spurs, boots and a hat Never seeing what was underneath before... Wanting a cowboy not a man, to walk through her door Not used to being in this space She realized this was her ...happy place. Bridge: When we left for the night I noticed a tear on her cheek I said, are you okay, did I do something to make you cry She said listen cowboy, these are tears of joy I think I finally found ...my real man... and a cow…boy.. Chorus: Tears running down her face I could tell we weren’t another mistake There’s more under his hat Than jeans and a smile Years of making bad decisions Had been happening awhile Years of thinking a spark was something more than that She was always looking at spurs, boots and a hat Never seeing what was underneath before... Wanting a cowboy not a man, to walk through her door Not used to being in this space we realized this was our happy place. Yeah now it was our happy place…
