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Still Comin' Down

Christian Kane

Her blond hair blowin' in the warm wind
Dirt road showin' where we'd been
Throw it into park when it's gettin' dark
Behind a bale of hay
Listenin' to the rhythm of a pump jack
Sippin' on a Coca Cola six-pack
Swingin' our feet to the steady creak of that old tail gate
Left the radio on and didn't say a word
Let down her hair and took off my shirt

We were high on summer lovin'
We would fly and never leave the ground
We were high on kissin' and huggin'
And even when I think about it now
I'm still comin' down

Hidin' in a bed of sunflowers
Kissin' on each other for hours
And feelin' that rush from the first touch
Of that love we made
We weren't drinkin' beer
We weren't smokin' pot
But it sure wasn't pretty when we got caught

We were high on summer lovin'
We would fly and never leave the ground
We were high on kissin' and huggin'
And even when I think about it now
I'm still comin' down

I wonder if she's still around
And if she ever thinks about
Us livin' in the clouds

Back when we were high on summer lovin'
We would fly and never leave the ground
Man, we were high on kissin' and huggin'
And even when I think about it now
Oh, even when I think about it now
I'm still comin' down
Still comin' down
Still comin' down






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