Someting like that
Tim McGraw
It was Labor Day weekend I was seventeen
I bought a coke and some gasoline
And I drove out to the county fair
When I saw her for the first time
She was standing there in the ticket line
And it all started right then and there
OHH a sailor sky made a perfect sunset
And that's a day I'll never forget
I had a bbq stain on my white T-shirt
And she was killing me in that mini skirt
Skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a suntan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don't forget something like that
It was five years later on a southbound plane
I was headed down to New Orleans
To meet some friends of mine for Mardi Gras
When I heard a voice from the past
Coming from a few rows back
And when I looked I couldn't believe just what I saw
She said I bet you don't remember me
And I said only every other memory
I had a bbq stain on my white T-shirt
And you were killing me in that mini skirt
Skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
You had a suntan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don't forget something like that
Like an old photograph time can make them feel in pain
But the memory of the first love never fades away
I had a bbq stain on my white T-shirt
And she was killing me in that mini skirt
Skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a suntan line and red lipstick
I worked so hard for that first kiss
And a heart don't forget
No a heart don't forget
I said a heart don't forget
Something like that
Ohh not something like that
Writer(s): Keith Follese, Rick Ferrell
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