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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Lead Vocals
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Jerry Roe
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jim "Moose" Brown
Jim "Moose" Brown
Keyboards
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Background Vocals
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Background Vocals
Steve Mackey
Steve Mackey
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Songwriter
Ray Fulcher
Ray Fulcher
Songwriter
Ben Hayslip
Ben Hayslip
Songwriter
Dan Isbell
Dan Isbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Combs
Luke Combs
Producer
Chip Matthews
Chip Matthews
Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Singleton
Jonathan Singleton
Producer
Steve Blackmon
Steve Blackmon
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Engineer
Benny Quinn
Benny Quinn
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It was the summer after my senior year
We spent the whole week out on that pier
She said, "Boy, I think I love you," I said, "I love you, too"
We ended up drunk at some old ink shop
She said, "Get my name," I said, "Hell, why not?"
She didn't have to work too hard to talk me into
Mmm-mmm, a tattoo on a sunburn
[Chorus]
Every time that saltwater breeze blows in
I find myself laying right there in
A kicked back jet black leather seat
The hum and the buzz and the sting of that needle
Faded away but I guess some people never do
Losing you's the only thing worse
Than a tattoo on a sunburn
[Verse 2]
As I held her on her hotel balcony
I remember wishin' she would come back with me
Guess a boy can dream but we both knew it wouldn't work
When I came to, she was already gone
Hammered down due west to Arkansas
And I laughed through the pain and swore it didn't hurt
Mmm-mmm, a tattoo on a sunburn
[Chorus]
Every time that saltwater breeze blows in
I find myself laying right there in
A kicked back jet black leather seat
The hum and the buzz and the sting of that needle
Faded away but I guess some people never do
Losing you's the only thing worse
Than a tattoo on a sunburn
[Verse 3]
It's covered up with some new ink now
The rest of the world ain't got a clue about
The name of a girl that I ain't seen since that day
I don't think about her all the time
But when they're stackin' the chairs right before the tide
I can still hear her voice come crashing down with the waves
[Chorus]
Every time that saltwater breeze blows in
I find myself laying right there in
A kicked back jet black leather seat
The hum and the buzz and the sting of that needle
Faded away but I guess some people never do
Losing you's the only thing worse
Than a tattoo on a sunburn
[Outro]
A tattoo on a sunburn
Written by: Ben Hayslip, Dan Isbell, Luke Combs, Ray Fulcher
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