Sweet Love by The Smith & Western Jury

Remember that night we met
How could I forget
You looked so sharp at that old bar
Sippin’ that whiskey slow
Dancing around it all
We spent all night, talking close

And I found myself dreaming 'bout you

Remember you took my hand
Kids without a plan, we lay awake til morning came
Some days miles apart, but somehow never far
We built our own, little home

And I found myself dreaming bout you,
I thought that old fashioned sweet love was through

Would you take my hand & be true?
Be my only sunshine when I’m blue,
Cos I don’t how this ends, or how we get there
But I know I’m all in

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