Building Rockets - Right Here (In These Hills)

Little darlings running through the bluegrass
Barefooted and they look like letting go
A little cabin high on this hill
Filled with love and it feels like coming home
A little bourbon poured in his glass
He smiles and says Baby let's bone

Don't wanna go this world alone, I'd rather go it with you
At the end of the night by lips taste like wine and you're everything I have to lose

Lets stay here underneath this Appalachian moonlight
Right here in these hills you make everything feel alright
Sometimes we fuss and fight but I would trade it for the city lights
Lets stay here underneath this Appalachian moonlight

A couple turkeys pecking round by the back door
I named them all so he can't hunt them anymore
A couple boots laid out on the front porch
A little dirty from his work the night before
A couple Prine tunes fill up this room
He grabs my butt and swings me round the kitchen floor

Don't wanna go this world alone, I'd rather go it with you
At the end of the night by lips taste like wine and you're everything I have to lose

Lets stay here underneath this Appalachian moonlight
Right here in these hills you make everything feel alright
Sometimes we fuss and fight but I would trade it for the city lights
Lets stay here underneath this Appalachian moonlight

Written by:
Emily Jamison

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