Sand In My Boots

Tom:
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She asked me where I was from
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I said somewhere you've 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 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
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In my sunburnt Silverado

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Like a heart-broke Desperado
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Headed right back to my roots
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Somethin' 'bout the way she kissed me
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Tells me she'd love Eastern Tennessee
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Yeah, but all I brought back with me
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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 cowboy's 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 them for myself"
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Yeah, but now I'm dodging potholes
                     Bb
In my sunburnt Silverado

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[Próxima Parte]
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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
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That maybe she'd show up
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Ah, but now I'm dodging potholes
Bb                      Eb
In my sunburnt Silverado

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