Red sun's fallin'
Pretty thing's callin'
Wants to meet up and maybe crack a tall one or two
Little county road rendezvous
Say, "I'm 'bout to head there"
And jump off a John Deere
Throw an old cooler and a couple of lawn chairs in the Ford
Send up a "Thank you, Lord"

And when I pull up, she's parkin' that Wrangler down by the creek
And she climbs out lookin' so good, I can barely speak

I turn up an Alabama song
Pick a spot and wet a line
Kill some time 'til the moon comes on
And I see stars all in her eyes
It's like heaven as far as I can see
Ain't no place I'd rather be
'Cause here with her, my whole world looks just like
Paradise

Cottonwood swayin'
Crickets start singin'
Both of our shadows slowly start fadin' into one
What more could a man want?
Heart's on fire
Flames get higher
No matter what, I'll never get tired
Of gettin' off of work
Ah, and lovin' on her

I turn up an Alabama song
Pick a spot and wet a line
Kill some time 'til the moon comes on
And I see stars all in her eyes
It's like heaven as far as I can see
Ain't no place I'd rather be
'Cause here with her, my whole world looks just like
Paradise

Midnight rolls around and we head back to the house
But she knows every time she calls, I'm always down

To turn up an Alabama song
Pick a spot and wet a line
Kill some time 'til the moon comes on
And I see stars all in her eyes
It's like heaven as far as I can see
Ain't no place I'd rather be
'Cause here with her, my whole world looks just like
Paradise
Ah, yeah
Sweet paradise

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Writer(s): Rodney Clawson, Tyler Hubbard, Zachary Kale