Spanish Moss

Cole Swindell



It was somewhere on a sandbar
Off the watercolor coast of Savannah
Met a girl, kinda girl that’ll make you wanna settle down
In a small town south of Atlanta, yeah

Took the top off the Bronco, left it in the garage
Disappeared in the night like camouflage

Ooh, I was holding you
Under that ocean moon over Georgia
Setting that Shenandoah mood
Should’ve known better
June don’t last forever
I don’t know about you, but I ain’t forgot
You had me falling for you, baby
Hanging off me like that Spanish moss

Had that breeze between the trees
Drowning out the music from the marina
Every now and again
I taste that salt air on your lips
We were chasing every kiss with tequila

Slipping down to the water, Levis on the limb
I can still feel the chill on my skin

Ooh, I was holding you
Under that ocean moon over Georgia
Setting that Shenandoah mood
Should’ve known better
June don’t last forever
I don’t know about you, but I ain’t forgot
You had me falling for you, baby
Hanging off me like that Spanish moss

No, I don’t go back there, except in my head
Some summers you just don’t forget

Ooh, I was holding you
Under that ocean moon over Georgia
Setting that Shenandoah mood
Should’ve known better
You wouldn’t last forever
I don’t know about you, but I ain’t forgot
That’s one memory that won’t ever get lost
You had me falling for you, baby
Hanging off me like that Spanish moss

Just like that Spanish moss


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