Tent Zipper down at midnight
Words by Bryon Bowers
bikes laid down
on the morning dew
banana in your pocket
and I'm looking’ at you
glances in the water line
you took your sweet time
passed you on the first day
to your left
next day I slowed my pace
so I could talk to that pretty face
[chorus]
You took my favorite t-shirt
Somewhere in Oklahoma
Left me laying’ on that football field
My Midnight Whiskey Girl
met your eyes over a bad iceberg salad
and not so bad spaghetti
we were camping at the local
high school
Tents on the football field
Awkward teenage hounds
Sneaking’ in the rich kid's gym
Heavy on your scent
You were cool and smooth
Commander of your world
and everyone else's too
Night slowed down…
You kissed me good night
I saw sparkles in the light..
[chorus]
You took my favorite t-shirt
Somewhere in Oklahoma
Left me laying’ on that football field
My Midnight Whiskey Girl
You showed up at midnight
My Tent zipper sliding down
You came with whiskey and Thunder
You were wet down to your bones
You took off all your clothes
There was nothing more to say
smoking’ menthols
I was coughing up a storm
Your smile keeping us warm
[chorus]
You took my favorite t-shirt
Somewhere in Oklahoma
Left me laying’ on that football field
My Midnight Whiskey Girl
you were a freshman in college
Just back for the summer
from somewhere out east
I held my tongue,
I was way too young
no use knowing that now
You hit me one more time
Then you tiptoed out of my life
wearing my tighty-whiteys
and my favorite old T-shirt
[chorus]
You took my favorite t-shirt
Somewhere in Oklahoma
Left me laying’ on that football field
My Midnight Whiskey Girl