WRITTEN BY: OWEN TEMPLE & KELLEY MICKWEE
He had the smell of tobacco smoke on his clothes
Didn’t look a day over seventeen years old
She had the smell of magnolia on her hair
And a southern drawl that stretched from here to there
They didn’t know what they were doing, but they knew it felt good
Turned out they didn’t care about the why or should
He took her to the movies, she took his name
And they moved to Texarkana when the baby came
Left turns and right turns get us here
All the beautiful accidents over the years
Look good on you
They look good on you
They look good on you
Right on the line, you grew up like a weed
Swimming in the Red River all elbows and knees
Ten years later and a few states away
My first job got me down the interstate
I stopped into a place, I didn’t know what for
Hands in my pockets, both feet on the floor
I was headed for the door, sick of standing around
Somehow I saw you so I cut through the crowd
Left turns and right turns get us here
All the beautiful accidents over the years
Look good on you
They look good on you
They look good on you
And when you said “I do”
I said “I do too”
Beautiful accidents
Beautiful accidents
Beautiful accidents
Look good on you
They look good on you
They look good on you
So good on you
They look good on you
So good on you
They look good on you
© 2014 Owen Temple Music (BMI) / Milkweed Money (SESAC)