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Humming House – Southern Seamstress lyrics
[Verse 1]
Sweet southern seamstress on the porch
Slowly stitching up my heart
Lighting lanterns, playing cards
Sweet southern seamstress on the deck
In her eggshell wedding dress
She is smiling through the threads
The threads, the threads, the threads
[Chorus]
And I’m high hoping for a long goodnight
For a longer morning with a friend for bride
I’m high hoping for a long romance
A countryside woman for this countryside man
Our eyes on the islands but our feet on the sand
Our ears to the silence but a clap in our hands
(Our hands)
[Verse 2]
Sweet southern springtime in this town
Dogwoods growing their hair down
Oh what peace we have found
Sweet southern springtime calling me
I can’t help but move my feet
When I dance with Kacie Reese
[Chorus]
And I’m high hoping for a long goodnight
For a longer morning with a friend for bride
I’m high hoping for a long romance
A countryside woman for this countryside man
Our eyes on the islands but our feet on the sand
Our ears to the silence but a clap in our, a clap in our hands
Sweet southern seamstress on the porch
Slowly stitching up my heart
Lighting lanterns, playing cards
Sweet southern seamstress on the deck
In her eggshell wedding dress
She is smiling through the threads
The threads, the threads, the threads
[Chorus]
And I’m high hoping for a long goodnight
For a longer morning with a friend for bride
I’m high hoping for a long romance
A countryside woman for this countryside man
Our eyes on the islands but our feet on the sand
Our ears to the silence but a clap in our hands
(Our hands)
[Verse 2]
Sweet southern springtime in this town
Dogwoods growing their hair down
Oh what peace we have found
Sweet southern springtime calling me
I can’t help but move my feet
When I dance with Kacie Reese
[Chorus]
And I’m high hoping for a long goodnight
For a longer morning with a friend for bride
I’m high hoping for a long romance
A countryside woman for this countryside man
Our eyes on the islands but our feet on the sand
Our ears to the silence but a clap in our, a clap in our hands
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