Sarah J.
Dear Miss Sarah Jarosz, I’m writing this letter sincerely
With your red cowgirl boots and your South Texas twang
For you I would do anything
What a mess I find myself in, I’m in love with your mandolin
And the way that you smile when you play on that thing
And the way that it makes my heart sing
Sarah J, Sarah J, you know that I love you, don’t turn me away
I will write you these letters day after day
In the hope you’ll eventually come my way
The first time I heard you ring them bells
My hands start to tremble, my heart did swell
The entire assembly fell under your spell
I figure you probably could tell
Dear Miss Sarah Jarosz, the melody flows from you clearly
And the cry in your voice when you pluck on those strings
And the way that it makes my heart sing
Sarah J, Sarah J, you know that I love you, don’t turn me away
I will write you these letters day after day
In the hope you’ll eventually come my way
