Smoke

Florida Georgia Line

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Intro x4 verse 1 Laying back against this windshield Parked out in this Georgia red field This is where we burn our summer nights Long little lipstick kisses on the hood of our tacoma We were seventeen going on free and wild She was smoking hot a whiskey shot of jerry curl Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke Chorus I’m sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on a saturday night Buzzing through a Chorus of dixieland delight High as the stars in the milky way Those summer days drifting away she’ll always float Back through my mind like smoke     verse 2 July flames october ashes Summer skin and blue jean flashes Strike a match and light a memory Never said goodbye we let it fly into thin air Tonight I’m a stone all along going up so strong I swear I’m sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on a saturday night Buzzing through a Chorus of dixieland delight High as the stars in the milky way Those summer days drifting away she’ll always float Back through my mind like smoke               Bridge She was smoking hot a whiskey shot of jerry curl Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke Chorus/Outro I’m sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on a saturday night Buzzing through a Chorus of dixieland delight High as the stars in the milky way Those summer days drifting away she’ll always float Back through my mind like smoke              

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La chanson évoque des souvenirs nostalgiques d'un été insouciant, passé à profiter des petites choses de la vie, comme des feux de camp et des moments partagés entre amis. Le narrateur se remémore une jeune fille qui était captivante, et chaque détail, chaque odeur de fumée ravive des images vives de leur jeunesse. Les souvenirs flottent comme la fumée, petits moments éphémères gravés dans sa mémoire, tandis qu'il savoure le plaisir des soirées passées ensemble, plein de simplicité et d'effervescence. Le contexte montre une ambiance d’été en Georgie, où la vie est détendue et pleine de promesses. Les allusions aux feux de camp et à l’innocence juvénile plongent l'auditeur dans une atmosphère de camaraderie et de rêves. C'est un retour à des instants de pure joie, où chaque note rappelle la légèreté des jours passés.