《Smoke - Tribute to Florida Georgia Line》歌词

[00:00:00] Smoke - Tribute to Florida Georgia Line - Billboard Masters

[00:00:07] Lyricist：Billboard Masters

[00:00:15] Composer：Billboard Masters

[00:00:23] Laying back against this windshield

[00:00:26] Parked out in this Georgia red field

[00:00:29] This is where we burn our summer nights

[00:00:34] Moonlit lipstick kisses on the hood of

[00:00:38] That Tacoma

[00:00:39] We were seventeen

[00:00:42] Going on free and wild

[00:00:47] She was smoking hot a whiskey shot

[00:00:50] A cherry coke

[00:00:52] Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke

[00:00:57] I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying

[00:01:00] Me and my buddies and the guitar playing

[00:01:03] Sipping on forties on a Saturday night

[00:01:06] Buzzing through a chorus of 'Dixieland Delight'

[00:01:12] High as the stars in the Milky Way

[00:01:16] Those summer days drifted away

[00:01:18] But she'll always float

[00:01:23] Back through my mind like smoke

[00:01:32] July flames October ashes

[00:01:34] Southern skin and blue jean flashes

[00:01:37] Strike a match and light a memory

[00:01:44] We never said goodbye

[00:01:46] We let it fly into thin air

[00:01:49] Tonight I'm stoned on long gone love

[00:01:53] So strong I swear

[00:01:54] I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying

[00:01:57] Me and my buddies and the guitar playing

[00:02:00] Sipping on forties on a Saturday night

[00:02:03] Buzzing through a chorus of 'Dixieland Delight'

[00:02:09] High as the stars in the Milky Way

[00:02:13] Those summer days drifted away

[00:02:15] But she'll always float

[00:02:20] Back through my mind like smoke

[00:02:35] She was smoking hot a whiskey shot

[00:02:39] A cherry coke

[00:02:41] Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke

[00:02:45] I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying

[00:02:49] Me and my buddies and the guitar playing

[00:02:51] Sipping on forties on a Saturday night

[00:02:54] Buzzing through a chorus of 'Dixieland Delight'

[00:03:00] High as the stars in the Milky Way

[00:03:04] Those summer days drifted away

[00:03:07] But she'll always float

[00:03:11] Back through my mind like smoke

[00:03:15] In the middle street this is over

[00:03:18] Back through my mind