Sand In My Boots – Morgan Wallen

She asked me where I was from
I said somewhere you’ve never been to
Little town outside of Knoxville
Heading by some dogwood trees
She tried talking with my accent
We held hands and waded into that blue water
She left her flip flops by my Red Wings on the beach

Yeah, but now I’m dodging potholes
In my sunburnt Silverado
Like a heart broke desperado
Headed right back to my roots
Something ‘bout the way she kissed me
Tells me she’d love eastern Tennessee
Yeah, but all I brought back with me
Was some sand in my boots

I said, “Let’s go shoot tequila”
So we walked back to that beach bar
She said, “Don’t cowboys drink whiskey?”
So we drank bottom shelf
She said, “Damn, that sky looks perfect”
I said, “Girl, you’ve never seen stars
Like the ones back home” and she said
“Maybe I should see ‘em for myself”

Yeah, but now I’m dodging potholes
In my sunburnt Silverado
Like a heart broke desperado
Headed right back to my roots
Something ‘bout the way she kissed me
Tells me she’d love Eastern Tennessee
Yeah, but all I brought back with me
Was some sand in my boots

I said, “Meet me in the morning”
And she told me I was crazy
Yeah, but I still thought that maybe she’d show up

Oh, but now I’m dodging potholes
In my sunburnt Silverado
Like a heart broke desperado
Headed right back to my roots
Something ‘bout the way she kissed me
Tells me she’d love Eastern Tennessee
Yeah, but all I brought back with me
Was some sand in my boots

Yeah, but all I brought back with me
Was some sand in my boots