Velvet Red - Ashley McBryde

Velvet red

Velvet red

He come callin'

Velvet red

There was a narrow road to that old foot path

Where the briar tangles into the muscadine

That old, abandoned cabin

Was the perfect place for forbidden love to hide

She was the mayor’s eldest daughter

She had a taste for the fruit of the vine

And he was a poor boy down in that holler

Who made his living on his homemade wine

Velvet red

Velvet red

He come callin'

Velvet red

Velvet red

Velvet red

She’d come runnin'

Velvet red

Don’t you know their love grew, like the wild flowers do?

She’d start to miss him with an awful thirst

And when that sun went down, she’d go sneakin' out

And he’d be waitin', callin' down to her

Velvet red

Velvet red

Makin' love on

Velvet red

Velvet red

Velvet red

They were drunk on

Velvet red

There was a child born twenty years ago

To a mother who never wed

Though she gave no name for the father

She called her daughter little velvet red

Velvet red

Velvet red

Mama calls me

Velvet red

Velvet red

Velvet red

My mama calls me

Velvet red