Sam Hunt
"Bottle It Up"
Capo II
[Verses]
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Night sand felt good on sunburned feet
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Sittin' on pool chairs we drug to the beach
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But that salty air was bittersweet.
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Waitin' for the sun to rise.
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Best friends talkin' 'bout the memories we made.
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We couldn't believe that we were graduatin'
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The wind and the waves were slippin' away but that moment felt so alive.
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If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck,
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Splash in my cup. It'd never get old.
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One little sip, just a taste on my lip
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I'd be takin' a trip wherever I go.
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I'd keep a "life's good,
Sweet bliss does it ever really get
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Better than this?" kinda buzz
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If I could bottle it up.
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If I could bottle it up.
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Well you, me, and my grandad fixed that car
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It was a summer full of grease and changing parts
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But when we finally got that thing to start
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And it sounded just right.
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Ridin' with the prettiest girl I know
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Makin' it a brand new record on an old back road
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When that first slow love song came on
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She couldn't hide that little smile.
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If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck,
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Splash in my cup. It'd never get old.
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One little sip, just a taste on my lip
C#m B
I'd be takin' a trip wherever I go.
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I'd keep a "life's good,
Sweet bliss does it ever really get
C#m B
Better than this?" kinda buzz
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If I could bottle it up.
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If I could bottle it up.
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And I drink it down.
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And I pass it around, pass it around.
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Cuz it'll sneak up on you fast
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When life pours out the good stuff
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Just can't make it last.
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Well every moment in time would never end.
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Cuz I take it with me when it did
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If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck,
C#m B
Splash in my cup. It'd never get old.
E
One little sip, just a taste on my lip
C#m B
I'd be takin' a trip wherever I go.
E
I'd keep a "life's good,
Sweet bliss does it ever really get
C#m B
Better than this?" kinda buzz
E
If I could bottle it up.
C#m B
If I could bottle it up.
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I'd bottle it up