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Şarkı Sözleri What a fine southern man Down in Tennessee A good old boy Eyes in which I dream And hes awkward as a teen Beautiful, drawer that I can hang on to Chorus: I find a comfort in his sound He wouldnt preach Unless he found something he believed would last That he believed could the hands of time Im trying to find a way to make him mine What a gem, a treasure chest Out diggin deep A gentleman, Hed bring me peace And Im floating in his sea So beautiful, I could just sail away Chorus: I find a comfort in his sound He wouldnt preach Unless he found something that he believe would last That he believed could hold the hands of time Im trying to find a way to make him mine Uh He sines right through me Uh uh uh This love, its running deep Chorus: I find a comfort in his sound He wouldnt preach Unless he found something he believed would last That he believed could the hands of time Im trying to find a way to make him mine Uh uh uh Im trying to find a way to make him mine