Tekster:
Merritt Tift Bramble Rose

wild The rain makes me thirsty and fightin' to go My mind turns determined, dark as a storm CHORUS So my love has, grown as sharp as, a bramble rose

Where were you When the plane went down When the president was born When they founded this town She was standin' out back She could hardly hear the band

Don't you know that the angels In some wild and secret heart Doubt for those who get the wrong things Those who want to get caught You don't have to

I'm gonna have a good cry over nothing but a handful of cigarettes I'm gonna leave the windows open when I feel like getting dressed I'm gonna think hard

With your eyes made up and your dress see thru With your heart so big it don't know what to do You're my favorite thing my sweet cavelier You have saved

I saw you with somebody That you don't love You like to show her off You like to think highly of The easy mistake that you made She's a friend of a friend

wild The rain makes me thirsty and fightin' to go My mind turns determined, dark as a storm CHORUS So my love has, grown as sharp as, a bramble rose

Don't you know that the angels, in some wild and secret heart Doubt for those who get the wrong things And those who want to get caught You don't have

I saw you with somebody, that you don't love You like to show her off, you like to think highly of The easy mistake that you made, she's a friend of