[00:34.35]We hit that liquor store
[00:38.33]By the county line
[00:41.86]Whipped out a fake ID
[00:45.79]I got from a friend of mine
[00:49.45]We made our getaway
[00:53.27]Due south to the gulf shore sand
[00:56.99]You were looking like a woman child
[01:00.79]I was feeling like a full grown man
[01:04.80]
[01:06.74]We had a bottle of silver
[01:10.75]And a bottle of sapphire
[01:14.75]An Indian blanket
[01:18.07]And a beachfront bonfire
[01:22.39]We watched the moon
[01:25.43]Ship wreck on the water
[01:29.87]I don't remember, A night much hotter
[01:38.38]
[01:38.77]You, were lying on the hood of my car
[01:45.66]And I, was strumming on my old guitar
[01:53.50]And we, were looking for the northern star
[02:00.71]
[02:00.91]And midnight played like a drive in scene
[02:04.87]You were doing Liz Taylor
[02:06.73]I was doing James Dean
[02:08.19]And I loved you as much as I could at 18
[02:12.20]With sand in your hair and sand in my jeans
[02:15.89]It was so right, all night
[02:22.78]
[02:22.94]And the sunset looked like an airbrushed t-shirt
[02:27.51]Sewed on the street in Panama City
[02:31.21]I grabbed the camera and snapped off the picture
[02:34.48]You said 'love, ain't it a pitty
[02:38.31]Someday this moment will fade away
[02:42.17]Replaced by a photograph'
[02:46.67]
[02:48.49]Like the way we remember the words to a joke
[02:54.05]And forgot how hard it made us laugh
[03:02.30]
[03:14.76]We had a bottle of silver
[03:18.59]And a bottle of sapphire
[03:22.53]An Indian blanket
[03:26.22]And a beachfront bonfire
[03:30.45]We watched the moon
[03:33.44]Ship wreck in the distant blue
[03:38.13]God I miss that summer
[03:41.89]But not as much as I miss you
[03:51.67]
[03:58.24]I miss you

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