The Sidewalk Rule — Lyrics

We get married and I'm wearing Those little heart earrings That my grandma gave me We buy a little house, in the mountains And when it gets cold We sit on the couch and I play my songs But not the ones I write about you Sunday mornings, we listen to Norah Jones You say you don't like it But I always catch you singing along We pass notes across the pew You write jokes I get mad at you for making me laugh In the middle of church Kids running everywhere Messy hair and we don't care We swore we'd never get a dog But they wanted a dog We teach 'em how to read We teach 'em how to love We teach 'em about Jesus In a world that tells me this This is not what a woman wants A man can only pin ya down, and kids… They're a bad career move The world's got a lot to say And sometimes, I'll admit it, I listen… But this, this life is all I've ever wanted I think God put it in my heart himself But this, this life is all I've ever wanted I think God put it in my heart himself The right man will know the sidewalk rule And he'll open every door And I always, always love him We'll teach our kids to read We'll teach 'em how to love And we'll teach 'em, about Jesus