PLOT

[Ransome]

Lane Ransome grew up in Mercy, Montana. His family owned Ransome Rough Stock Ranch. Down the street lived Noah Taylor. Noah was a little rodeo cowgirl only two years younger than Lane and she was just as tough. Lane didn't much care for Noah in the early years but through thier little competitions to see who was the better cowboy Noah and Lane became friends. Thier parents used to joke about them falling in love but it came as a total shock to Dusty Ransome and Kevin Taylor (two life long friends) when thier kids fell head over heels in love at the age of 16 (noah) and 18 (Lane). The two got married when Noah turned 18 and Noah moved to Ransome Ranch frequently going next door to see her family.

When Dusty and Kelsea Ransome retired they moved to a smaller house closer to town but Lane and Noah kept the ranch they grew up on and so desperately loved. Now Noah is 23 and Lane 25, They have built a college on the 30,000 acre ranch as well as a high school. This made things easier in the tiny town of Mercy. The schools are flourishing and so is the ranch.

She grew up on a side of the road
Where the church bells ring and strong love grows
She grew up good
She grew up slow
Like American honey

Steady as a preacher
Free as a weed
Couldn't wait to get goin'
But wasn't quite ready to leave
So innocent, pure and sweet
American honey

There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime
And American honey

Get caught in the race
Of this crazy life
Tryin' to be everything can make you lose your mind
I just wanna go back in time
To American honey, yea

There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime
And American honey

Gone for so long now
I gotta get back to her somehow
To American honey

Ooh There's a wild, wild whisper
Blowin' in the wind
Callin' out my name like a long lost friend
Oh I miss those days as the years go by
Oh nothin's sweeter than summertime
And American honey
And American honey