Sycamore Grove

RC Andrews

There ain’t much I know save I wanna go
Back home to that sycamore grove
Where the muscadine vine grow
A mighty fine wine one I come to love so

And I wanna go

Ain’t much I’ve seen save for these dreams
And most of them ain’t never come true
Unlike the day we met I have but one regret
And thats I never went there with you
So lets go, we’ll just leave
Ah baby won’t you come along with me?

I wanna go, I wanna leave
But baby I need you to come back with me
To that Sycamore Grove

I wanna go, I wanna leave
But baby I need you to come back with me
I wanna go, I wanna leave

But baby I need you to come back with me
To that Sycamore Grove

©2001 RC Andrews