Panama City - Lee Brice Lyrics
Panama City
By the county line
We've got a fake ID I got from a friend of mine
We made our getaway
Due south to the Gulf shore sand
You were lookin' like a woman, child
I was feelin' like a full-grown man
We had a bottle of Silver
And a bottle of Sapphire
We watched the moon shipwreck on the water
I don't remember a night much hotter
You, lying on the hood of my car
And I, strumming on my old guitar
And we were looking for the northern star
And midnight played like a drive-in scene
You were doing Ms. Taylor I was doing James Dean
And I love you as much as I could at 18
With sand in your hair and sand in my jeans
It was so right, all night
And the sunset looked like an airbrushed T-Shirt
Sold on the street in Panama City
I grabbed the camera and snapped off a picture
You sat alone, said "Ain't it a pity,
Someday this moment will fade away
Replaced by a photograph
Like the way we remember the words to a joke
And forgot how hard it made us laugh."
We had a bottle of Silver
And a bottle of Sapphire
An Indian blanket and a beachfront bonfire
We watched the moon shipwreck in the distant blue
God I miss that summer
But not as much as I miss you