eric church midi2
To this day when I hear that song,
I see you standing there on that lawn
Discount shades, store bought tan,
flipflops and cut off jeans
Somewhere between that setting sun,
I'm On Fire and Born To Run
You looked at me and I was done,
we were just getting started

I was singing to you,
you were singing to me
I was so alive, never
been more free
Fired up my daddy's lighter
and we sang oh
Stayed there 'til they
forced us out
We took the long way
to your house
And I can still hear the sound
Of you saying don't go

When I think about you
I think about
I think about my old Jeep
I think about the
stars in the sky
Funny how a melody
sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a
July Saturday night
Springsteen

I bumped in to
you by happenstance
You probably
wouldn't even know who I am
But if I whispered your name,
I bet there'd still be a spark
Back when I was gasoline and
this old tattoo had brand new ink
And we didn't care what your momma
would think 'bout your name on my arm

Baby is it spring or is it summer
The guitar sound
or the beat of the mer
You hear sometimes
late at night on your radio
Even though you're
a million miles away
When you hear
Born In The USA
Do you relive those glory
days from so long ago

When you think about me
Do you think about
Do you think about my old Jeep
Think about the stars in the sky
Funny how a melody
sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a
July Saturday night
Springsteen, Springsteen

Woahohohoh Woahohohoh
Woahohohohohoh
Woahohohoh woahohohoh
Woahohohohohohoh

Funny how a melody
sounds like a memory
Like a soundtrack to a
July Saturday night
Springsteen, Springsteen

Woahohohoh Woahohohoh
Woahohohohohohoh
Woahohohoh woahohohoh
Woahohohohohohoh
Woahohohoh Woahohohoh
Woahohohohohohoh
Woahohohoh woahohohoh
Woahohohohohohoh