My shoulder still burns. My head still hurts. There's sand from your shoes in my floorboard. Lipstick on the straw, your crying eyes. I paint it in my rear view. My speakers still blast that song
Find me a place in the sand. Clean these old shades off. Damn, y'all don't understand. All she wants to do is dance She get me high, she get me low. She got the key to this old bronco. In her bar
Yeah I've iced down a few thousand beers in my day. To put down twice as many. No telling how many bonfires have lit up my face. If it ain't hundreds, it ain't any. I stood on this stage so many t
Oh, good lookin' girl. You don't know what you do. You don't know how bad you turn me on. You don't know what it does. You don't know how you don't do no wrong. You got me wrapped around your lit
Girl there ain't no way you don't know. How pretty you are. Every mirror in this two lane town knows. The trouble you cause. I'd give anything to take that beer back. I sent your way. I shoulda
Me and daddy'd ride around all day. Shooting doves off a line in a Chevrolet. Old lab would jump out the back and fetch them up. We'd drive for miles and miles. And never once hit blacktop or chan