Text: Trisha Yearwood. Jasper County. It's Alright.

Well, I'm thinkin' everything's alright:
It might be all right for the very first time.
Walkin' with a mate of mine,
Everybody comin' up once in a while.
Tell 'em 'bout the love.
Tell 'em bout you an' me skinny dippin' in the fountain of youth.
Yeah, I'm thinkin' everything's alright: (It's alright.)
It's alright. (Alright.)

Well, I'm thinkin' everything is cool:
Ain't no problem lovin' on you.
Actin' like I got no sense:
Somethin' like this just proves I do.
Here you come again; look at those eyes:
Well, you get the shade, baby, I'll get the lights.
An' I'm thinkin' everything's alright: (It's alright.)
It's alright. (It's alright.)
All right.

Feelin' great: more than ok.
Hey, baby, what can I say?
It's alright, its' alright, it's alright. (It's alright.)
All right.

Instrumental Break.

Well, somethin' like this, you can't ignore:
I'm plannin' on doin' it a whole lot more.
An' I'm thinkin' everything's alright: (It's alright.)
It's alright. (It's alright.)

Yeah, feelin' great: more than ok.
Hey, baby, what can I say?
It's alright, its' alright, it's alright. (It's alright.)
Hey, baby, what can I say?
It's alright, its' alright, it's alright, (It's alright.)
Yes, it is