Sand in my boots
C - F
- G - C
C F
1. She asked me where I was from,
G
C
I said, "Somewhere you
never been to.
Am F
Little town outside of
G
hidden
by some dogwood trees.”
C F
She tried talkin'
with my accent
G
C Am
we held
hands and waded into that blue water.
F
G
C
She left her flip-flops by my
Red Wings on the beach.
C F C
Yeah, but, now I'm dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado,
F C G
like a heart-broke desperado, headin' right back to my roots.
C
Somethin' 'bout the way she kissed
mе
F C
tells me she'd lovе
F C
G
C
yeah, but all I brought back with
me was some sand in my boots.
C F
2. I said "Let's go shoot tequila" !
G C
So we walked back to that
beach bar.
Am F
She said "Don't cowboys drink
whiskey ?"
G
So we drank bottom shelf.
C F
She said "Damn, that sky
looks perfect"!
G C Am
I said, "Girl, you've
never seen stars like the ones back home !"
F G
C
And she said, "Maybe I
should, see 'em for myself. "
C F C
Yeah, but, now I'm dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado,
F C G
like a heart-broke desperado, headin' right back to my roots.
C
Somethin' 'bout the way she kissed mе
F C
tells me she'd lovе
F C G Am
yeah, but all I brought back with
me was some sand in my boots.
+ Am - C - F - Am - C - F
C F
+ I said meet me in
the mornin',
G
C
and
she told me I was crazy.
Am F
G
Yeah, but I still thought that
maybe she'd show up.
C
F C
Yeah, but, now I'm dodging potholes in my sunburnt Silverado,
F C G
like a heart-broke desperado, headin' right back to my roots.
C
Somethin' 'bout the way she kissed mе
F C
tells me she'd lovе
F C G C
yeah, but all I brought back with
me was some sand in my boots.
Am
G F
G C
+ Yeah, but all I brought
back with me was some sand in my boots.
+ C - F - G - C
(orig. = capo 3rd) (Morgan Wallen)