| She asked me where I was from
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| I said «Somewhere you never been to»
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| Little town outside of Knoxville
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| Hidden by some dogwood trees
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| She tried talkin' with my accent
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| We held hands and waded into
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| That blue water
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| She left her flip-flops by my Red Wings on the beach
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| Yeah but, now I’m dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado
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| Like a heart-broke Desperado, headin' right back to my roots
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| Somethin' 'bout the way she kissed m tells me she’d lov Eastern Tennessee
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| Yeah, but all I brought back with me was some sand in my boots
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| I said «Let's go shoot tequila»
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| So we walked back to that beach bar
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| She said «Don't cowboys drink whiskey?» |
| (huh)
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| So we drank bottom shelf
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| She said «Damn, that sky looks perfect»
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| I said «Girl, you’ve never seen stars like the ones back home»
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| And she said «Maybe I should, see 'em for myself»
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| Yeah, but now I’m dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado
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| Like a heart-broke Desperado, headin' right back to my roots
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| Somethin' 'bout the way she kissed me tells me she’d love Eastern Tennessee
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| Yeah, but all I brought back with me was some sand in my boots
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| I said meet me in the mornin'
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| And she told me I was crazy
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| Yeah, but I still thought that maybe she’d show up
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| Oh, but now I’m dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado
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| Like a heart-broke Desperado, headin' right back to my roots
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| Somethin' 'bout the way she kissed me tells me she’d love Eastern Tennessee
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| Yeah, but all I brought back with me was some sand in my boots
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| Yeah, but all I brought back with me was some sand in my boots |