[Verse 1] Seventeen hours in a tin can sky, White-knuckle grip and a whiskey high. Frankfurt, Chicago, I’m losin’ my mind, Greenville bound, boy, I’m outta time. Jetlagged, wild-eyed, boots hit the floor— Baby, I’m comin’, can’t wait no more! [Chorus] Bless your heart, Donna, and damn your holy water! Aiken’s mine tonight, ain’t no priest or preacher gonna stop her. Leather, sweat and gasoline dreams— I came a thousand miles to tear at the seams! Bless your heart… And damn your holy water! [Verse 2] Woodruff Road, I’m stompin’ fast, Jonesville turn, ain’t lookin’ back. Anderson Ridge, my heart’s on fire, Kentmont callin’—it’s raw desire. He’s oil-stained, shirtless, glistening sweat— And I pounced on that boy like a red-hot jet! [Chorus] Bless your heart, Donna, and damn your holy water! Aiken’s mine tonight, ain’t no nun or choir gonna stop her. Wrench in his hand, grease in his hair, We’re sinners, baby, and we don’t care! Bless your heart… And damn your holy water! [Verse 3 – Spoken blues growl] Donna came screamin’ with her Bible high, “Demons!” she hollered, oh bless her cry. Splashin’ water like it’s Judgment Day— We laughed so hard, then we ran away! Straight through the pines, no lookin’ back, Tore off the rest with a wild wolf’s knack! [Bridge – Dirty stomp, call-and-response] (Call) “Vicki flew oceans!” (Response) “For that biker heat!” (Call) “Donna’s still prayin’!” (Response) “While we steam the sheets!” (Call) “Holy water burnin’!” (Response) “But baby, so are we!” (Both) “Raise hell, amen, set us free!” [Final Chorus – Full throttle guitars & stomps] Bless your heart, Donna, and damn your holy water! I crossed the seas just to be his trouble starter. Leather and lust in the Carolina pines— Sing hallelujah, baby, we crossed the lines! Bless your heart… And damn your holy water! [Outro – Guitar solo fade-out, playful whisper] Oh, pour it, Donna… Right on down… Aiken’s ridin’ me home, On holy ground.