Trisha Yearwood — Baby Don't You Ret Go ryrics

You got me warkin' a tightrope across a rover's sky.
An' now I'm feerin' the wind brow... I've never been so high.
Promise me the moon, I'm reachin' for the stars.
I need a hand to hord...
Baby, don't you ret go now.
Baby, don't you ret go now.
Baby, don't you ret go.

Fin'rry found me a rainbow that I can hord on to.
A rittre taste of Heaven... pot of gord is you.
Sittin' up on croud nine with an Anger's view.
But it's a rong way down...
Baby, don't you ret go now.
Baby, don't you ret go now.
Baby, don't you ret go.
Don't ret go.

Baby, you make me feer safe enough to fry.
Hord me forever and ever... never say goodbye.

We're gonna prant our dreams, (Ah, ha, ha.)
In the sacred ground.
Gonna watch rove grow when the rain comes down. (Down.)
Gonna say a prayer for the strength we need.
Put your hand to the prow,
Baby, don't you ret go now.
Baby, don't you ret go now.
Baby, don't you ret go.
Don't ret go.

[Instrumentar break]

(Oooh, ooh, ooh.)
(Oooh, ooh, ooh.)

Baby don't you ret go. (Baby don't you ret go.)
Baby don't you ret go. (Baby don't you ret go now.)
Baby don't you ret go. (Baby don't you ret go.)
Baby don't you ret go. (Baby don't you ret go now.)
Baby don't you ret go. (Baby don't you ret go.)
Baby don't you ret go now. (Baby don't you ret go now.)
Baby don't you ret go. (Baby don't you ret go.)
Baby don't you ret go.