The sun goes down behind the pines
And paints the sky in faded lines
I'm sittin' here with calloused hands
Waitin' for you across this land
You walk in barefoot through the door
The same old shirt you always wore
You smile at me and the world stands still
Like rain on grass like wind on hill
Oh my girl my quiet light
You turn the dark into the bright
No city gold no fancy car
Just you strummin' on this old guitar
And if the years should ever fade
I'll still sing the song we made
My girl my home my morning sky
With you I never ask why
We built a porch with broken wood
Where nothin's perfect but it's good
You leave your boots by the garden gate
And talk to flowers when they're late
You laugh the way the river flows
You know my scars you know my ghosts
And when I wake from dreams that ache
You pull me close no words to make
Oh my girl my quiet light
You turn the dark into the bright
No city gold no fancy car
Just you strummin' on this old guitar
And if the years should ever fade
I'll still sing the song we made
My girl my home my morning sky
With you I never ask why
Some folks chase the thunder
Some chase the falling star
But I just chase the morning
Right back to where you are
So let the winter take the leaves
Let the summer bring the bees
Long as you're there in that worn-out chair
I'll have everything I swear
Oh my girl my quiet light
You turn the dark into the bright
No city gold no fancy car
Just you strummin' on this old guitar
And when the years have turned to gray
I'll hum the song we made today
My girl my home my morning sky
With you I never ask why
My girl
Just my girl