Song Description
A boy from the country explains his love for a girl in small town/country terms.
| Song Length |
2:51 |
Genre |
Country - General |
| Tempo |
Multiple Tempos |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Endearing |
Subject |
Zip Code |
| Similar Artists |
Garth Brooks |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
BIG AS YOUR MOMMA'S HAIR
©2001 Carey Moore
You ask me if I love you.
Then how much.
Like I could measure how I crave your touch.
Instead of using big words hoping to impress.
I'll tell you like someone 'round here would say it best.
CHORUS:
My love's as BIG AS YOUR MOMMA'S HAIR.
Strong as the perfume your Aunt Weeda wears.
Hot as your Uncle Earl's pepper relish.
Wild as your sister who ran off to Texas.
Sweet as the peaches your Daddy raised.
Tougher than your brother trying to pass 4th grade.
Gentle as your Grandaddy's Sunday dinner prayer.
And BIG AS YOUR MOMMA'S HAIR.
I could say your pretty as New England in the fall.
Or that my love would fill the Taj Mahal.
But why talk about things we'll never see.
I can look around and say how much you mean to me.
(REPEAT CHORUS)