Livin' life with no sense of time
(I go back)
And I go back to watchin' summer fade to fall
The taste of salt on the Carolina shore
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine
I go back, I go back
And the sixteen summers I shared with him
And the smell of Sunday chicken after church
Well, I heard it today and I couldn't help but sing along
Publishers: ISLANDSOUL MUSIC LLC, SONY/ATV MILENE MUSIC
And I go back to the loss of a real good friend
To the loss of a real good friend
Songwriter: Kenny Chesney
Singin' 'bout God, brimstone, and fire
Well, I heard it today and I couldn't help but sing along
An' I go back to the feel of a fifty yard line
Jack and Diane painted a picture of my life and my dreams
I go back
Suddenly this crazy world made more sense to me
A blanket, a girl, some raspberry wine
We all have a song that somehow stamped our lives
So I go back to a pew, preacher, and a choir
'Cause every time I hear that song
I go back
To watchin' summer fade to fall
(I go back)
Wishin' time would stop right in its tracks
Growin' up too fast and I do recall
Every time I hear that song
Every time I hear that song
And the sixteen summers I shared with him
Drivin' my first love out to the levy
Frat parties, college bars, just tryin' to impress the ladies
To the feel of a fifty yard line
I go back, I go back
I go back
'Cause every time I hear that song
After graduation and drinkin' goodbye to friends
Growin' up too fast and I do recall
Wishin' time would stop right in its tracks
Takes us to another place and time
Now "Only The Good Die Young" stops me in my tracks
I go back, I go back
I used to rock all night long to, "Keep On Rockin' Me Baby"
Every time I hear that song
I go back, I go back
An' I go back to the smell of an old gym floor
(I go back)
An' I go back to a two toned short bed Chevy