Winters Are Grey In Tennessee
That Don't Usually Get To Me
But Here Lately I've Bin Missin' The Sun

So I Caught A Plane To Cousin Lille
Thought A, Weekend In That Salty Air Would Do Me Good
At Least I Thought It Would

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Here I Sit With A Drink In My Hand
Local Canteena With A Sign Hanging Sayin'
Something In Spanish Bout
Let The Good Times Roll
Between The Sandy Beeches And The Margaritas
Thought I'd Find A Way To Let You Go
But There's Not Enough Tequila In Mexico

Your Memory Didn't Come Around.
No Not Until The Sun Went Down
And I Startin' Wishin' I Had You To Hold

It's A Feelin That Just Won't Fade
Even A Thousand Miles Away
I Still Want You Back… With Every Glass

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Between The Sandy Beeches And The Margaritas
I Thought I'd Find A Way To Let You Go
But There's Not Enough Tequila In Mexico