| Song | Sweet Southern Moon |
| Artist | The Benjy Davis Project |
| Album | Sincerely |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| There's a break in the fence between the sixth and seventh tree | |
| Just wide enough to fit an SUV | |
| You can’t see it from the river road; it's hidden by the leaves | |
| But I’ll show you if you promise that you won't say anything | |
| Take it easy going up, spinning tires will get you stuck | |
| We’ll be right back down at the bottom of the levee | |
| Take it even easier going down, that grass stays muddy all year round | |
| But get going fast at the path and keep it steady | |
| I tell my parents we were going to the movies, yeah | |
| The movie in the middle of the woods | |
| And we were screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the break in the fence | |
| That a few of my friends and I took a handsaw to | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Drank some brews, had a great time marinating | |
| In that sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| She was pristine, I was fifteen | |
| Nothing to lose but my virginity | |
| And I did right there under that magnolia tree | |
| And I don't remember anything, I remember how she felt | |
| Lord, I remember everything; I remember it oh so well | |
| And I see her now running barefoot down the driveway | |
| Jumping in my front seat in those faded old pj's | |
| We were screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the place she feels safe, not a soul around | |
| Lay a little blanket down... woo woo woo | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Made my move, revved her up right | |
| Marinating in that sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| Haven’t been here in a few years | |
| So I brought along this old guitar and a few beers | |
| Guess I had a feeling I’d write a song | |
| Sitting here I can hear that river echo | |
| With the memories I’m glad I have; I will never let go of | |
| Screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the break in the fence | |
| That a few of my friends and I took a handsaw to | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Drank some brews, had a great time | |
| Marinating in that sweet, sweet summer | |
| Smoking joints down by the river, stoned and laughing under | |
| You’re in my heart; you are a part of me | |
| You sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| There’s a break in the fence between the sixth and seventh tree | |
| Just wide enough to fit an SUV |
| There' s a break in the fence between the sixth and seventh tree | |
| Just wide enough to fit an SUV | |
| You can' t see it from the river road it' s hidden by the leaves | |
| But I' ll show you if you promise that you won' t say anything | |
| Take it easy going up, spinning tires will get you stuck | |
| We' ll be right back down at the bottom of the levee | |
| Take it even easier going down, that grass stays muddy all year round | |
| But get going fast at the path and keep it steady | |
| I tell my parents we were going to the movies, yeah | |
| The movie in the middle of the woods | |
| And we were screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the break in the fence | |
| That a few of my friends and I took a handsaw to | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Drank some brews, had a great time marinating | |
| In that sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| She was pristine, I was fifteen | |
| Nothing to lose but my virginity | |
| And I did right there under that magnolia tree | |
| And I don' t remember anything, I remember how she felt | |
| Lord, I remember everything I remember it oh so well | |
| And I see her now running barefoot down the driveway | |
| Jumping in my front seat in those faded old pj' s | |
| We were screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the place she feels safe, not a soul around | |
| Lay a little blanket down... woo woo woo | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Made my move, revved her up right | |
| Marinating in that sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| Haven' t been here in a few years | |
| So I brought along this old guitar and a few beers | |
| Guess I had a feeling I' d write a song | |
| Sitting here I can hear that river echo | |
| With the memories I' m glad I have I will never let go of | |
| Screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the break in the fence | |
| That a few of my friends and I took a handsaw to | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Drank some brews, had a great time | |
| Marinating in that sweet, sweet summer | |
| Smoking joints down by the river, stoned and laughing under | |
| You' re in my heart you are a part of me | |
| You sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| There' s a break in the fence between the sixth and seventh tree | |
| Just wide enough to fit an SUV |
| There' s a break in the fence between the sixth and seventh tree | |
| Just wide enough to fit an SUV | |
| You can' t see it from the river road it' s hidden by the leaves | |
| But I' ll show you if you promise that you won' t say anything | |
| Take it easy going up, spinning tires will get you stuck | |
| We' ll be right back down at the bottom of the levee | |
| Take it even easier going down, that grass stays muddy all year round | |
| But get going fast at the path and keep it steady | |
| I tell my parents we were going to the movies, yeah | |
| The movie in the middle of the woods | |
| And we were screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the break in the fence | |
| That a few of my friends and I took a handsaw to | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Drank some brews, had a great time marinating | |
| In that sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| She was pristine, I was fifteen | |
| Nothing to lose but my virginity | |
| And I did right there under that magnolia tree | |
| And I don' t remember anything, I remember how she felt | |
| Lord, I remember everything I remember it oh so well | |
| And I see her now running barefoot down the driveway | |
| Jumping in my front seat in those faded old pj' s | |
| We were screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the place she feels safe, not a soul around | |
| Lay a little blanket down... woo woo woo | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Made my move, revved her up right | |
| Marinating in that sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| Haven' t been here in a few years | |
| So I brought along this old guitar and a few beers | |
| Guess I had a feeling I' d write a song | |
| Sitting here I can hear that river echo | |
| With the memories I' m glad I have I will never let go of | |
| Screaming down the river road | |
| Smiling at the fading city lights in my rear view | |
| Looking for the break in the fence | |
| That a few of my friends and I took a handsaw to | |
| We had all the right ingredients for doing something new | |
| Drank some brews, had a great time | |
| Marinating in that sweet, sweet summer | |
| Smoking joints down by the river, stoned and laughing under | |
| You' re in my heart you are a part of me | |
| You sweet, sweet southern moon | |
| There' s a break in the fence between the sixth and seventh tree | |
| Just wide enough to fit an SUV |