Compared To You
By The Oak Ridge Boys (2006)
On album Front Row Seats (2006)
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Compared to my father I'm a college boy
Who never learned to saw a straight line.
Compared to my mother I'm a sinner
Who never saw the light.
But I read my bible every day,
I worked my hands in wood,
I ain't always done my best but I've done the best I could.
Compared to you I am Appalachian south
When I hear those sweet words like peaches in your mouth
I know that your roots run underneath this clay
To the place that makes a dreamer never wanna run away.
Where love is rare,
Love that's true.
I ain't never met a woman in my life
That compared to you.
Compared to my brother I'm a seeker
Who just wanted way too much.
Compared to my sister I'm a loner
Who is livin' out of touch
And I've got nowhere else to be.
Would you like to take a walk
Or just sit here and let me hear you talk?
Compared to you I am Appalachian south
When I hear those sweet words like peaches in your mouth
You talk with a drawl and I talk with a twang
But underneath it all we both mean the same thing.
Love is rare,
Love that's true.
I ain't never met a woman in my life
That compared to you.
Well now that you know all of that
Do you think that we could maybe close this gap?
Compared to you I am Appalachian south
When I hear those sweet words like peaches in your mouth
I know that your roots run underneath this clay
To the place that makes a dreamer never wanna run away.
Where love is rare,
Love that's true.
I ain't never met a woman in my life
That compared to you.
Who never learned to saw a straight line.
Compared to my mother I'm a sinner
Who never saw the light.
But I read my bible every day,
I worked my hands in wood,
I ain't always done my best but I've done the best I could.
Compared to you I am Appalachian south
When I hear those sweet words like peaches in your mouth
I know that your roots run underneath this clay
To the place that makes a dreamer never wanna run away.
Where love is rare,
Love that's true.
I ain't never met a woman in my life
That compared to you.
Compared to my brother I'm a seeker
Who just wanted way too much.
Compared to my sister I'm a loner
Who is livin' out of touch
And I've got nowhere else to be.
Would you like to take a walk
Or just sit here and let me hear you talk?
Compared to you I am Appalachian south
When I hear those sweet words like peaches in your mouth
You talk with a drawl and I talk with a twang
But underneath it all we both mean the same thing.
Love is rare,
Love that's true.
I ain't never met a woman in my life
That compared to you.
Well now that you know all of that
Do you think that we could maybe close this gap?
Compared to you I am Appalachian south
When I hear those sweet words like peaches in your mouth
I know that your roots run underneath this clay
To the place that makes a dreamer never wanna run away.
Where love is rare,
Love that's true.
I ain't never met a woman in my life
That compared to you.
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