7 Summers By Morgan Wallen
Yeah, you used to talk about
Getting even further South
Somewhere where the summer lasted all year ’round
Probably got a big ol’ diamond on your hand right now
Maybe a baby or a couple by now
Long driveway to a big white house
But I wonder when you’re drinking if you
Find yourself thinking about
That boy from East Tennessee
And I know we both knew better
But we still said forever
And that was seven summers
Of *** and Southern Comfort
Were we dumb or just younger, who knows?
Back then, you used to love the river
And sippin’ on a sixer with me
Does it ever make you sad to know
That was seven summers ago?
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Yeah, I bet your daddy’s so proud
Of how his little girl turned out
Think she dodged a bullet
Of a good old boy like me
‘Cause I still
Go drinkin’, same friends on Friday
Bought a few acres, couple roads off the highway
Guess you never saw things my way anyway
But I wonder when you’re drinking if you
Find yourself thinking about
That boy from East Tennessee
And I know we both knew better
But we still said forever
And that was seven summers
Of *** and Southern Comfort
Were we dumb or just younger, who knows?
Back then, you used to love the river
And sippin’ on a sixer with me
Does it ever make you sad to know
That was seven summers ago?
Ooh
Seven summers ago (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Seven summers ago (Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Yeah, I wonder when you’re drinking if you
Find yourself thinking about
That boy from East Tennessee
And I know we both knew better
But we still said forever
And that was seven summers
Of *** and Southern Comfort
Were we dumb or just younger, who knows?
Back then, you used to love the river
And sippin’ on a sixer with me
Does it ever make you sad to know
That was seven summers ago?
Ooh
Seven summers ago (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Seven summers ago (Ooh, ooh-ooh)
