Something Like That


Rick Ferrell & Keith Folles�

It was Labour Day weekend, I was seventeen.
I bought a Coke and some gasoline,
And I drove out to the county fair.
When I saw her for the first time,
She was standing there in the ticket line,
And it all started right then and there.
Oh, a sailor's sky made a perfect sunset.
And that's a day I'll never forget.

CHORUS:
I had a barbecue stain on my white T-shirt,
She was killing me in that mini skirt,
Skipping rocks on the river by the railroad tracks.
She had a suntan line and red lipstick,
I worked so hard for that first kiss,
And a heart don't forget something like that.

It was five years later, on a southbound plane,
I was headed down to New Orleans,
To meet some friends of mine for the Mardi Gras,
When I heard a voice from the past,
Coming from a few rows back,
And when I looked, I couldn't believe just what I saw.
She said, "I bet you don't remember me,"
And I said, "Only every other memory."

CHORUS

Like an old photograph,
Time can make a feeling fade,
But the memory of the first love,
Never fades away.

CHORUS

Oh, not something like that.


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