Michael Ray,3 mins, 20 secs
Michael Ray
Gimme me a boat, middle of may high of seventy-five
Gulf coast wind, reeling in something big on my line
Sunset dripping like a candle over the pier
And I�d wish I was here
Gimme a spot, barstool view, bulls eye up on the wall
Ring a smoke, anything goes, a quarter after last call
Halfway gone, petty song, all night long atmosphere
I�d wish I was here
Blue eyes all mine in my t-shirt
Sleepy head on my chest saying three words
Girl my greener grass is anywhere you're at
By the time I hit the tracks on the edge of town
I�m shifting gears, hitting brakes, turning back around
I could kick up some dust on the road anywhere
But then again I�d just wish I was here
Give me gasoline, seventeen, Carolina coastline
Or that fight song, 4th and long under Friday night lights
Take me back to glory days, any place, any year
I�d wish I was here
Blue eyes all mine in my t-shirt
Sleepy head on my chest saying three words
Girl my greener grass is anywhere you're at
By the time I hit the tracks on the edge of town
I�m shifting gears, hitting brakes, turning back around
I could kick up some dust on the road anywhere
But then again I�d just wish I was here
Gold street white lights when heaven says it�s my turn
Calls me home, all I know, if I got to go first
Blue eyes all mine in my t-shirt
Sleepy head on my chest saying three words
Girl my greener grass is anywhere you're at
By the time I hit the tracks on the edge of town
I�m shifting gears, hitting brakes, turning back around
I could kick up some dust on the road anywhere
But then again I�d just wish I was here
Written by GALYON, NICOLLE ANNE / JENKINS, MATT / CHAPMAN, NATHAN
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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