Summer sixteen, spent that week
Wishin' on a shootin’ star
That ferris wheel town with a merry-go-round
And we played bumper cars
And we were all but in love
I could have sworn we were
That night tide comin' up
We were divin' in head first to the

Holy water, slowly rollin'
In that Alabama breeze
Bring those waves in
Be that amen, mm
That brings her back to me
The preacher's daughter
Back in Georgia
Air brushed t-shirt in a drawer
Does she think of me like I think of her?
Everytimе I'm standing on the shore
Of holy water; holy watеr

Bet you're married now, girl
Making somebody's world
A little slice of heaven
I'm a guitar man
With a travelin' band
Heading down to Destin
But I stopped in tonight
At the Florabama bar
With shoes in my hand, walkin' that sand
And I watched a shootin' star over

Holy water, slowly rollin'
In that Alabama breeze
Bring those waves in
Be that amen, mm
That brings her back to me
The preacher's daughter
Back in Georgia
Air brushed t-shirt in a drawer
Does she think of me like I think of her?
Everytime I'm standing on the shore
Of holy water; holy water

Holy water, slowly rollin'
In that Alabama breeze
Bring those waves in
Be that amen, mm
That brings her back to me
The preacher's daughter
Back in Georgia
Air brushed t-shirt in a drawer
Does she think of me like I think of her?
Everytime I'm standing on the shore
Of holy water; holy water