Morgan Wallen – Sand In My Boots (Guitar)

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 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 mе tells me she'd lovе 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?"

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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

           C                C/E                   F                  C
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