Sand in My Boots (Female POV)

He asked if I'm from 'round here
I said somewhere just down the beach where
We watch the water meet the sunset
Every night down on the dock

I finished my shift at the beach bar
Grabbed the bottle out of my car
And he laid with me
As we drank whiskey
Under the Carolina stars

Yeah but now that bottle's empty and he's up and gone and left me
He's headed back on home to Tennessee and there ain't nothing I can do
Something 'bout the way he kissed me
Told me he wouldn't be just a memory
But all he left me was some footprints in the sand from his boots

He said let's meet back here tomorrow
At my sunburnt Silverado
No this ain't the whiskey talking
I wanna show you where I'm from
I wish I had the chance to tell him
Why I couldn't leave here with him
Dad's been laid up sick for three years now
And I'm all that he's got left

Yeah but now that bottle's empty and he's up and gone and left me
He's headed back on home to Tennessee and there ain't nothing I can do
Something 'bout the way he kissed me
Told me he wouldn't be just a memory
But all he left me was some footprints in the sand from his boots

It's been three weeks since he left town
I didn't think that he'd come back 'round
But now his trucks parked outside my house
And it ain't going nowhere soon

Yeah and now that bottle's empty
'Cause he brought my Dad's favourite whiskey
He drove here all the way from Tennessee to say I'm crazy over you
Something 'bout the way he kissed me
Told me he wouldn't be just a memory
Yeah he best be getting used to
Having sand in his boots
Yeah he best be getting used to
Having sand in his boots