Got a little too used to a bitter taste in my mouth
All the men I gave my heart to, I let them in and they walked out
Don't know why, don't know how, but I've got a good one now

And he's sweeter than a honeysuckle, softer than a Sunday choir
Hotter than the Texas asphalt, prettier than a Georgia mile
Prettier than a Georgia mile

Think I'm gonna take him home now to the house that raised me
He's splitting wood with my papa and making my mama believe
That good men ain't just in the movies, I've got a good one here with me

And he's sweeter than a honeysuckle, softer than a Sunday choir
Hotter than the Texas asphalt, prettier than a Georgia mile
Prettier than a Georgia mile

When I think about the days, all the pain and the heartbreak, and the love that led me nowhere
I didn't have the eyes to see all the hurt lead you to me, baby I know we're going somewhere
Don't know why, don't know how, but I've got a good one now

And he's sweeter than a honeysuckle, softer than a Sunday choir
Hotter than the Texas asphalt, prettier than a Georgia mile
Prettier than a Georgia mile
Prettier than a Georgia mile