Sometimes in the morning, my coffee gets ice cold,
And I'll burn up three cigarettes, 'fore I have my first smoke.
Miss my exit on the way to work every now and then.
I always blame it on the traffic when they ask me where I've been.
And in a crowded elevator, I'll start hummin' that ol' song.
There's no way of knowin' when that urge will come along.
I've been stuck in some meeting, looked down at my legal pad.
I'd see hearts and flowers and butterflies, and I can't help but laugh.

That's just a dirt road, summer '89.
That's just a back seat, and some Muscadine wine.
That's just auburn hair brushing 'cross my cheek.
And those"kiss me" green eyes smilin' back at me.
That's just my mind, jumpin' fences once again.
But, I'll be fine, once I get it roped back in.
I know sometimes I may act a little crazy,
But that's just Jessie.

An' sometimes in the evening, I hear barefeet in the hall,
And I see your slender silhouette, dance across the wall.
Then I catch the sent of jasmine perfume in the wind,
And I know it's her sweet memory coming back again.

That's just a dirt road, summer '89.
That's just a back seat, and some Muscadine wine.
That's just auburn hair brushing 'cross my cheek.
And those"kiss me" green eyes smilin' back at me.
That's just my mind, jumpin' fences once again.
But, I'll be fine, once I get it roped back in.
I know sometimes I may act a little crazy.

But that's just Jessie, in a white cotton dress.
That's just a wildfire that I ain't put out yet.
That's just auburn hair brushing cross my cheek.
And those"kiss me" green eyes smilin' back at me.
That's just my mind, jumpin' fences once again.
But, I'll be fine, once I get it roped back in.
I know sometimes I may act a little crazy,
But that's just Jessie.

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): KERRY KURT PHILLIPS, KEVIN DENNY, PATRICK JASON MATTHEWS