Tim McGraw Something Like That
Songwriters: Follese, Keith; Ferrell, Rick;
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
Oh, a sailor's sky made a perfect sunset
And that's the day I'll never forget
I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin' 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
Well, 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
Comin' 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 barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
You were killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin' 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 a feeling fade
But the memory of the first love
Never fades away
I had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
She was killing me in that miniskirt
Skippin rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
She had a sun tan 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"
Oh, not something like that
