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