Tono: F
Introducción:
F
We hit that liquor store
Bb
By the county line
F
Whipped out a fake ID
C
I got from a friend of mine
F
We made our getaway
F
Due south to the gulf shore sand
F
You were looking like a woman child
C
I was feeling like a full grown man
F Bb
We had a bottle of silver
Dm
And a bottle of sapphire
Bb
An Indian blanket
Dm
And a beachfront bonfire
Am Bb
We watched the moon
F Bb Gm
Ship wreck on the water
Bb C
I don't remember, A night much hotter
F Bb
You, were lying on the hood of my car
F Bb
And I, was strumming on my old guitar
F Gm
And we, were looking for the northern stars
F Gm
And midnight played like a drive in scene
You were doing Liz Taylor
C
I was doing James Dean
F Gm Am
And I loved you as much as I could at 18
Bb C
With sand in your hair and sand in my jeans
Bb F
It was so right, all night
F Am
And the sunset looked like an airbrushed t-shirt
Bb C
Sold on the street in Panama City
F Am
I grabbed the camera and snapped off the picture
Bb C
You said 'love, ain't it a pity,
F D#
Someday this moment will fade away,
Bb Gm
Replaced by a photograph'
C# F Am
Like the way we remember the words to a joke
Gm Am
And forgot how hard it made us laugh
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Bb
We had a bottle of silver
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Bb
An Indian blanket
F..Dm
Bb
We watched the moon
F D#
Ship wreck in the distant blue
Bb
God, I miss that summer
C F
But not as much as I miss you