Eric Church Follow

she was pacing back and forth
on her front porch
i pulled up slinging gravel
in my daddy's ford
she cried all the way to johnson's store
i kept the motor running and parked by the door

yeah, i was foolish and wild
she was classic and regal
we were fresh out of school
both barely legal
we were young and on fire
it just couldn't wait
six weeks in, she was three weeks late

one means nothing and we're home free
two means three and a diamond ring
yeah, wonder what faith is going to decide
we're just sitting around waiting on two pink lines
sitting around waiting on two pink lines

yeah, her daddy is gonna kill me
and that's a fact
maybe we'll just leave town
and never come back
or i can stand there and tell him
face him like a man
ah who am i kidding, he'll never understand

yeah, that second hand just keeps slowing down
i swear it stopped twice the last time around
yeah, we'll know the truth in 3 minutes time
we're just sitting around waiting on two pink lines
sitting around waiting on two pink lines

hot summer nights
whispering her name
under the blanket by the riverbank
hearts beating fast
we never thought twice
she pulled me close and i held on tight

when the moment of truth finally comes
she gives me a look
and then comes undone
she says, "it looks like we're lucky
someone's smilng down"
she grabs her coat and says,
"see ya around"

yeah, these days the rabit doesn't die
you just sit around waiting on two pink lines
praying that faith is on your side
sitting around waiting on two pink lines
sitting around waiting on two pink lines