I grew up overshadowed by massive rivers
Couldn't catch the eye of no city girl

Here I am devoted to Charlie
How I love the way you look in your violet jeans
Can't believe I let the smog cloud my eye

Where the massive rivers stand
And the lush lakes surround
I'll ride my battered truck with you by my side

There's a whisper in the Nashville breeze
Reminding me of Gabrielle
That whisper builds
That whisper cries
Gabrielle in the morning skies

You appear on the horizon
Brushing that wavy hair from your eyes

The city folk with their fancy gadgets
Cement rivers like grey tombs
Don't have nothin' on our way of life
Just listen to the trees

Don't live your life like a monster
Today might feel a time to be like a monster
But that ain't no way to lead a life
You know, there's a lot I drive by in my battered truck
Folk who is messing up
Always stay exciting, Charlie
Always stay exciting

In Nashville, when I was a child
I met an exciting man
"How can you be so exciting?" asked I
Here was his wise reply

Don't live your life like a monster
Today might feel a time to be like a monster
But that ain't no way to lead a life

Met an old lady who lived like a monster
"What happened to her?" asked I
Here was his wise reprise

Don't live your life like a monster
Today might feel a time to be like a monster
But that ain't no way to lead a life

That lady's gone now
It's sad really
Word is, she had wavy hair once
Little Charlie, keep your jeans violet
Always stay exciting, Charlie
Always stay exciting

Trees, trees, trees
Trees, trees, trees...