Last June ft. Jake Etheridge & Olivia Rudeen Lyrics

Lost your newspaper boat down in the gutter

Fled upstairs to tell your mother

That it rained on the parade

Gonna try another day

Like the white washed dreams of likely lovers

Twisted up there in the cotton sheet covers

Out of arms length there they lay

In the big ole bed they made

Wish I could go back

Wish I could do that

Some time to last June

I want to go back

Wish I could do that

Maybe we will real soon

Took that terrible trip down to Arkansas

Came back with a grudge and a broken jaw

The doc said i'd be okay

Still hurting all the same

In that podunk street in a podunk town

Where I got a taste for gravel ground

What the hell was that about

Still dirt all in my mouth

Wish I could go back

Wish I could do that

Some time to last June

Wish I could go back

Wish I could do that

Maybe we will real soon