Trisha Yearwood - Sweet Love

Summer breeze easin’ back the curtains in my bedroom

Ceilin’ fan stirrin’ up the heat of the afternoon

I’m puttin’ on my lipstick, my ruby red lipstick

Nice an’ thick, baby

It ain’t the gettin’, it’s the wishin’

It ain’t the catchin’, it’s the fishin’

Anticipation got me waitin’ for your sweet love, baby

Sweet love

Cotton sheets out there on the line, swingin’ to and fro

Clawford tub drip, drip, drip, ah, honey, nice an’ slow

I’m puttin’ on my new dress

My pretty new blue, blue dress, oh yes

It ain’t the gettin’, it’s the wishin’

It ain’t the catchin’, it’s the fishin’

Anticipation got me waitin’ for your sweet love, darlin’

Sweet love

Let’s get your whispers, honey, tangled up with mine

Hurry on over an’ just take your sweet, sweet time

Oooh

(Take your time, baby)

It ain’t the catchin’, it’s the reachin’

It ain’t the Heaven, it’s the preachin’

Anticipation got me waitin’

It ain’t the gettin’, it’s the wishin’

It ain’t the catchin’, baby, it’s the fishin’

Anticipation got me waitin’ for your sweet love, baby (Sweet, sweet love)

Sweet love

Sweet love, darlin’

Mmm mmm mm

Summer breeze, straight through my cotton sheets

Mmm, mmm, mmm, sweet

Oh, you can leave your hat on baby

Sweet, love (Sweet, sweet love)