Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dustin Lynch
Vocals
Zach Crowell
Programming
Aaron Sterling
Drums
Jerry Flowers
Bass
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Electric Guitar
Chris Lane
Vocals
Josh Matheny
Dobro
Justin Ebach
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Ebach
Songwriter
Hillary Lindsey
Songwriter
Matt Alderman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Zach Crowell
Producer
Aaron Sterling
Drum Technician
Joey Moi
Vocal Recording Engineer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Kam Luchterhand
Recording Engineer
Nick Autry
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Blue in the sky, sky on the water
98 degrees, it's only getting hotter
With her looking like that
Two-piece on a towel in the back
Song on the speakers, speakers turned up loud
So much sun we ain't ever gonna run out
Can't nobody hate it (nah)
I brought a bottle of my favorite (yes sir)
Tequila on a boat, a boat on a lake
A lake on fire and the tans ain't fake
A girl with a smile smiling at me
Me with my eyes on her in the heat
Yeah, God's taking care of the weather (woo)
Life don't get much better
Than ice in a cup, a cup on my lips
Steal another kiss and take another sip
Of tequila on a boat
(Haha, oh, yeah, here go)
Limes and a shaker, shaker full of sea salt
Catching a buzz, but hey, it ain't our fault
Blame it onto Julio (Julio), hah
Mix it up, baby, here we go (here we go)
Yeah, time's moving real slow (yeah)
Drop that anchor down out in the middle (and what?)
And kick back (hey) and drink a little
Tequila on a boat, a boat on a lake
A lake on fire and the tans ain't fake
A girl with a smile smiling at me
Me with my eyes on her in the heat
Yeah, God's taking care of the weather (woo)
Life don't get much better
Than ice in a cup, a cup on my lips
Steal another kiss and take another sip
Of tequila on a boat
(Uh, hold up)
Yeah, time's moving real slow
Drop that anchor down out in the middle
Everybody, drink a little
Tequila on a boat, a boat on a lake
A lake on fire and the tans ain't fake
A girl with a smile smiling at me
Me with my eyes on her in the heat
Yeah, God's taking care of the weather (woo)
Life don't get much better
Than ice in a cup, a cup on my lips
Steal another kiss and take another sip
Of tequila on a boat
I'll sing it to 'em
Ha, nah, nah, nah, nah
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah-nah, nah-nah) That's it
Aww, baby
Tequila on a boat
Writer(s): Justin Ebach, Matt Alderman, Hillary Lindsay
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