Poet 
: 4
(Verse 1)
Well, I walked into that dusty bar, neon lights aglow,
Saw a sight that hit me hard, like a twister in the snow.
She had hair like a wildfire, burnin’ bright and wild,
And lips that whispered trouble, soft and reconciled.
I tipped my hat and tried to play it cool,
But one look at her had me actin’ like a fool.
(Chorus)
Oh, that lady with the flaming red hair,
Dancin’ like a dream without a care.
Her lips are kissable, sweet as honey wine,
Got me spinnin’ ’round, losin’ track of time.
Flaming red and kissable lips,
She’s the fire in my heart, the spark in my sips.
I’d trade my truck and my old guitar,
Just for one night under them stars.
(Verse 2)
She swayed to the fiddle, boots kickin’ up the dust,
Eyes like embers, full of trust and lust.
Flaming red hair fallin’ down her back,
And those lips, oh lord, they were under attack—
From my wandering thoughts, pullin’ me in tight,
In this little town, under the pale moonlight.
(Bridge)
Now, love’s a rodeo, full of ups and downs,
But with her by my side, I ain’t afraid of clowns.
She smiles and the world just fades away,
Flaming red and kissable, come what may.
I’m just a simple man with a heart on fire,
Hoping this flame don’t ever tire.
(Chorus – Final)
Oh, that lady with the flaming red hair,
Dancin’ like a dream without a care.
Her lips are kissable, sweet as honey wine,
Got me spinnin’ ’round, forever thine.
Flaming red and kissable lips,
She’s the fire in my soul, the beat in my hips.
I’d trade it all for her tender kiss,
In this country life, pure bliss.