Delta Nights (The Things I Love)

[Verse 1]
Mud on the bumper
Cooler in the back
Two lawn chairs and a tackle box
Old ball cap, all black
She’s barefoot on my tailgate
Laughin’ at the skeeters in the air
Says, “Baby, you just drive us to the water
I’ll take it from there” (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
I love the way she loves to do
The things I love to do
Delta nights, she’s ridin’
Right beside me in that view
We fish and we’re catchin’ our lives away
Let the dark just fade to gray
I love the way she loves to do
The things I love to do
[Verse 2]
Catfish runnin’ on the river
Headlights cuttin’ through the reeds
She reels, I light another
Let her tug against the weeds
She kisses me with dirty hands
Says, “Boy, don’t you ever change”
In that muddy moon reflection
I feel my whole world rearrange (yeah)
[Chorus]
I love the way she loves to do
The things I love to do
Delta nights, she’s ridin’
Right beside me in that view
We fish and we’re catchin’ our lives away
Let the dark just fade to gray
I love the way she loves to do
The things I love to do
[Bridge]
If this is all we ever get
I’m good dyin’ in this truck
Her laugh, that line, this river bend
Yeah, that sounds like enough (enough)
[Chorus]
I love the way she loves to do
The things I love to do
Delta nights, forever
Right beside me in that view
We fish and we’re catchin’ our lives away
Every cast, another day
I love the way she loves to do
The things I love to do

rap, Moody country-trap crossover with male vocals; murky 808 low-end under twangy dobro riffs and sparse hats. Verses stay tight and conversational, half-rapped with a lazy Southern drawl. Chorus blooms with stacked harmonies, a bigger kick, and a singalong topline. Occasional slide guitar fills answer key phrases, and a subtle organ pad creeps in on the bridge for a darker, devotional feel., country