Calling Out To You

There was a lady on the mountain
Eyes like pools of water in the sun
Hair flowed down her shoulders like the river
I could see her chest move up and down
Started calling out, she was calling out to you
Hear her calling out, she been calling out to you
You gotta do right by your woman
And she’ll do right by you
Walking with a mason jar of fireflies
She can’t find the light she needs within
You can hear her echo off the mountainside
Awful sinking feeling you can’t swing
She was calling out, she was calling out to you
You hear her calling out, calling out to you
You gotta do right by your woman
And she’ll do right by you
She was calling out, she was calling out to you
You hear her calling out, calling out to you
You gotta do right by your woman
And she’ll do right by you
(calling out, calling out to you…)