If I Could Do It Again Corey Smith
Capo 2
[A]Best friends in a [E]pickup truck, we were [F#m]Panama [D]City [A]bound
[A]Eight hours in the [E]back, wind blowin with the [F#m]sun beatin [D]down
[A]Makin plans to [E]raise some hell, [F#m]celebratin [D]our senior [A]year
I had a [A]trash bag [E]full of clothes and a [F#m]suitcase full of [D]beer
[E]We got pulled over by the [D]Alabama state patrol
But they [E]never found the booze, so they [D]had to let us go
[A]If I could [E]do it a[D]gain, you know Id d[E]o it the s[D]ame
Got a room at the Beach Club Inn, it was a dump but we didnt care
Between the cruisin and the beach and the clubs we were hardly ever there
Wed get drunk and raise some hell and Id play my guitar in the sand
Everyone would come and sing along and the pretty girls would dance
The Florida shore it really put a spell on me
Turned a quiet Sunday school boy into the life of the party
Chorus 1:
[A]If I could [E]do it a[D]gain you know Id d[E]o it the s[D]ame
Id p[D]ass out on the beach drinkin Golden Grain
[A]Id wake u[E]p covered in s[D]and with that b[E]ottle in my h[D]and
Then Id g[D]o for a swim and start drinkin again
Oh [F#m]Id break a[E]ll the r[A]ules, j[F#m]ust like I u[E]sed to d[D]o
[D]If I could do it again, yeah
I met a girl from Tennessee, no I dont remember her name
But I can still see her top pulled down and that belly button ring
We kissed but I didnt tell, no, I had to keep it hush on the down low
I had girlfriend back at home and she didnt need to know
Sure I felt a little guilty as we dusted off our clothes
But she was wild and she was fine Lord, worth every lie I told
Chorus 2:
If I could do it again, you know Id do it the same
With the one night stands and the drinkin games
You know Id check out the girls at the clubs, hookin up whenever I could
Sex on a beach never tasted as good
Id break my first loves heart, forget to hide the fingernail marks
If I could do it again, yeah
Id get sunburned on a new tattoo, lose my favorite jeans and my tennis shoes
Get kicked out of my hotel room and sleep in the truck for a night or two
Blow all my money, have to call my dad and work two months to pay him back
Take bong hits and laugh like hell, flick the police off and get hauled to jail
If I could do it again Id do it the same, not one regret I wouldnt change a thing
Chorus 3:
You know Id check out the girls at the clubs, hookin up whenever I could
Id wake up covered in sand with that bottle in my hand
Oh Id break all the rules, just like I used to do
If I could do it again, How bout youyeah
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