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Intro: Dm C
Verse:
Dm
Floatin' away like a bottle in the water
C
Sun down here just feels a little hotter
Dm C
Burnin' away today cuz I ain't got her no more, no more.
Verse:
Dm
Somethin' kinda dark about stone white beaches
C
Nobody here practice what they preachin'
Dm C
Truth is, the truth ain't what I'm reachin' for
F C
In the distance I hear tequila talk and college chicks in the parking lot
Gm A
While I just lay here starin' up at God
Dm A
With sand in my soul, beer in my veins
C G
Let my hair grow, in room 108
Dm A
Gettin over you, I ain't even gunna try
C G
Cuz I'm on a roll, fillin' up this hole
Dm C
With sand in my soul
Verse:
Dm
Headphone shades never gettin' rattled
C
Spend all day just building you a castle
Dm C
It's okay if you're back in the saddle at home, back home.
Dm
I hate to say I'm glad you broke my heart
C
And I hate to say it isn't tearin' me apart
Gm A
But I love the way this tiki bar is somehow never closed
Dm A
Sand in my soul, beer in my veins
C G
Let my hair grow, in room 108
Dm A
Gettin over you, I ain't even gunna try
C G
Cuz I'm on a roll, fillin up this hole
Dm
With sand in my soul
Bridge:
Dm A C G
Uh, uh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Uh, uh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Uh, uh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Dm A C G
Uh, uh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Uh, uh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Uh, uh, oh-oh-oh-oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
Dm C
In the distance I hear tequila talk and college chicks in the parking lot
F A
While I just lay here starin' up at God
Dm A
Sand in my soul, beer in my veins
C G
Let my hair grow, down to my waist
Dm A
Gettin over you, I ain't even gunna try
C G
Cuz I'm on a roll, fillin up this hole
Dm C Dm C Dm
With sand in my soul, With sand in my soul
Written by Blair Daly/Brad Warren/Brett Warren