emily harper

mark wills

emily sat right next to me

five days a week in the same bus seat

for a girl she was pretty cool

she wore an old ball cap

hated lace

made a mean short stop and second base

never missed a day of sunday school. and i never told a soul back then

but emily harper was my best friend!

we carved our names on an old old limb

on the bank of the creek where we used to swim

a farmers son and a preachers only daughter

we ran bare foot throught the garden gate

all afternood we'd laugh and play

til the sun went down on me and emily harper. about the time i turned sixteen

i noticed emily's eyes were green

and how they shined when i made her laugh. i liked it when her hair was down. i hated other guys around. i played it cool

but i had it bad. lord her daddy had a fit

when he caught me stealing my first kiss. we carved a heart on that old old limb on the bank of the

creek where we used to swim

a farmers son and a preachers only daughter

we used to sneak off in my daddy's car

sit on the hood and count the stars

til the sun came up on me and emily harper. it all seemed just like yesterday

we grew up but some things never change

we still hold hands by that old old limb

on the bank of the creek where we used to swim

a farmers son and a preachers only daughter

we vowed to grow old side by side

til the sun goes down on me and emily harper. emily harper. me and emily harper!