[Intro] I love the way your drawl rolls easy through the air Like a porch swing moving slow, like you’ve got time to spare. I hear it and I soften; I forget the world outside, A country heartbeat with you beside me. [Verse 1] You found me when my edges were a little hard and worn, You called me something tender and made me feel reborn. You never tried to fix me, you just stayed and held me near, And all my shadows grew quiet when you were near. Now sunlight spills on tin roofs, gold across the yard, Magnolias bend like secrets, and loving you feels far from hard. Bare feet cross the red clay, cicadas start their song, And every slow word from your mouth tells me where I belong. [Pre-Chorus] So take my hand beneath the trees, Let that warm night settle over me. No grand promises, no borrowed lines, Just your honest eyes meeting mine. [Chorus] Say my name with that southern sound, Slow as honey when the sun goes down. Your voice pulls me closer every time, Like a fiddle finding the sweetest line. Fireflies rise while the evening falls, And I lose my heart to the way you call. I came for the night, but I’m staying for the dawn, Wrapped in your drawl till the dark is gone. Come closer, baby, let me hear it again, That easy little melody under my skin. [Verse 2] There’s sweet tea sweating in a Mason jar, A porch light glowing underneath the stars. Cornbread cooling while the skillet sings, Blackberry sweetness on my fingertips. The old truck waits beside the fence, Dust on your boots like a little evidence. You laugh, and suddenly the whole night shines, Like summer rain running down county lines. I used to hide the pieces I was scared to show, But you looked past the armor and loved what you know. When I stumbled, you were steady; when I doubted, you believed, You gave me room to breathe and every reason not to leave. [Pre-Chorus] Now pull me close and speak real low, There’s nowhere else I need to go. Let your truth be all I hear, That gentle voice I want beside me here. [Chorus] Say my name with that southern sound, Slow as honey when the sun goes down. Your voice pulls me closer every time, Like a fiddle finding the sweetest line. Fireflies rise while the evening falls, And I lose my heart to the way you call. I came for the night, but I’m staying for the dawn, Wrapped in your drawl till the dark is gone. Come closer, baby, let me hear it again, That easy little melody under my skin. [Verse 3] Saturday rolls in with the backroads humming, We're laughing, barefoot, while the evening’s coming. Peach cobbler cooling near the open screen, Biscuits on the table, beans in cast iron, Catfish on the grill while the sparks climb higher. Blackberry jam shining beside the sweet corn, We dance through the dust till another day is born. A fiddle starts crying, then the banjo joins, And I sway beside you like we’re made of one choice. [Bridge] Every syllable you give me has a slow, sweet swing, A porch-light promise, a late-night kind of thing. I cherish you deeper than I ever say, Past all of my pride, past the fear I used to carry away. If you reach for me, you’ll find I’m already there, Heart wide open, breathing in your midnight air. [Final Chorus] Say my name with that southern sound, Slow as honey when the sun goes down. Your voice pulls me closer every time, Like a fiddle finding the sweetest line. Fireflies rise while the evening falls, And I lose my heart to the way you call. I came for the night, but I’m staying for the dawn, Wrapped in your drawl till the dark is gone. Come closer, baby, let me hear it again, You make a safe place underneath my skin. So hold me through the music, hold me through it all, I’ll keep leaning closer when I hear that southern drawl. [Outro] Screen door closing, crickets singing low, Your laugh follows the warm breeze wherever it goes. The moon hangs silver over fields washed clean, And I’m right beside you in the quiet between. If love is a road, I’ll follow where it winds, With your hand wrapped in mine and your heart next to mine. Say my name one more time before the morning calls, And I’ll fall a little deeper for that southern drawl.
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