Trace Adkins - Honey Child lyrics

She was a hopeless romantic with a dirty mouth But how I loved the way her tongue would curl her words so south And she loved tracing the faded wings On the hood of that old jet-black, Pontiac Firebird She had a couple years on me, didn't know that I was only eighteen and green Never tasted anything she's about to pour on me She leaned in with that bottle, put it to her lips, took a sip And dripped out these words Honey child I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll style I'm gonna lay this kiss here on ya whiskey wild And make it taste just like honey, child Sometimes her whisper fades in low When that summer one-hit-wonder finds its way into my FM radio Still comes in clear, buzzin' in my ears, after all these years Such a sweet, sweet sound Honey child I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll style I'm gonna lay this kiss here on ya whiskey wild And make it taste like honey, child I couldn't keep my hands off of her Still hangin' on to every single word Honey child I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll style I'm gonna lay this kiss here on ya whiskey wild Honey child I'm gonna love you old school, rock and roll style I'm gonna lay this kiss here on ya whiskey wild And make it taste like honey, child I'm gonna lay this kiss here on ya whiskey wild And make it taste like honey, child