Red Dirt Honeymoon

The water heater took our flight We spent the travel fund that night You hung a hammock by the shed And brought the good sheets from our bed You wore your wedding shoes outside I laughed so hard I nearly cried Red dirt honeymoon Just the backyard, just us two No white sand beneath our feet Still the sweetest place to be We ate cold peaches from a tin The screen door let the crickets in You drew a shoreline with your heel And asked if oceanfront felt real Red dirt honeymoon Just the backyard, just us two No white sand beneath our feet Still the sweetest place to be We'll see the coast another year But I won't wish away this here Your jacket round my shoulders now The vows sound good without a crowd Red dirt honeymoon Just the backyard, just us two No white sand beneath our feet Still the sweetest place to be Your wedding shoes outside the room Red dirt beneath a rising moon