Easton Corbin - Hearts Drawn in the Sand Lyrics

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Hearts Drawn in the Sand

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What Are The Lyrics For Hearts Drawn in the Sand By Easton Corbin?
She was workin' a summer job
Sellin' t-shirts towels and sunblock A Midwest girl who couldn't live without the beach I was a local boy who worked next door Never seen a smile like hers before She put her feet up on the dash of my old Jeep It was henna tattoos tank tops and ray bans And hearts drawn in the sand Cause summer flings ain't meant to last They always burn too hot too fast Ya don't talk about it cause you both understand Ya get drunk on those boardwalk days That pretty buzzed look on her face And it fades away just like a seaside tan And hearts drawn in the sand Sit out on the St. Johns pier She drank wine and I drank beer And when we saw a boat light blink we'd make a wish Then we'd take a walk where the waves hit your feet She'd lean right in close to me And I could taste the sun and salt on her lips And that day would wash away when the tide came in Like hearts drawn in the sand Oh summer flings ain't meant to last They always burn too hot too fast You don't talk about it cause you both understand You get drunk on those boardwalk days And that pretty buzzed look on her face And it fades away just like a seaside tan And hearts drawn in the sand Yea you get drunk on those boardwalk days And that pretty buzzed look on her face And it fades away just like a seaside tan And hearts drawn in the sand |
Who Wrote Hearts Drawn in the Sand By Easton Corbin?
Jason Saenz, Michael White
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What's The Duration Of The Hearts Drawn in the Sand By Easton Corbin?The duration of Hearts Drawn in the Sand is 3:11 minutes and seconds. |
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