In It Songtext
von Jake Owen

Baby I know that you gotta go
It′s a whim or a plan either way I hope
There's a beach in it
Your Friday nights are barefoot in the sand
There′s music and lights in your left hand
Has a beer in it, yeah I hope the coast is clear in it
Oh, I love you and I'll leave it at that
It's okay if you don′ look back

If my ′98 Pontiac gets to driving through your dreams
Gets you flying around this old town
In that same old shotgun seat
When you open your eyes
And that pretty little mind has a memory in it
I hope there's still a little me in it


You ain′t got to call, you ain't got to write
If the lonely gets you dialing for my voice one night
′Cause you miss hearing it
I'll try not to have a tear in it
Won′t try to talk you back into us
I'll keep my mouth and my broken heart shut

If my '98 Pontiac gets to driving through your dreams
Gets you flying around this old town
In that same old shotgun seat
When you open your eyes
And that pretty little mind has a memory in it
I hope there′s still a little me in it

Oh, I love you and I′ll leave it at that
Yeah, I know that you're not coming back

If my ′98 Pontiac gets to driving through your dreams
Gets you flying around this old town
In that same old shotgun seat
When you open your eyes
And that pretty little mind has a memory in it
I hope there's still a little me in it
Hope there′s still a little me in it