Narrative Photography by Holly Pettis

American Honey by Lady Antebellum

She grew up on a side of the road
Where church bells ring and stong love grows
She grew up good
She grew up slow
Like American Honey

Steady as a preacher
Free as a weed
Couldn't wait to get goin'
But wasn't quite ready to leave
So innocent, pure and sweet
American Honey

There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothin's sweeter than summertime
And American Honey

Get caught in the race
Of this crazy life
Tryin' to be everything
Can make you lose your mind
I just want to go back in time
To American Honey, yeah

There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothin's sweeter than summertime
And American Honey

Gone for so long now
Gotta get back to her somehow
To American Honey

Mmmm yea yea

Oh there's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothin's sweeter than summertime
And American Honey
And American Honey