Slidin’ Your Way Songtext
von Brett Kissel

I got this 18 footer with a cooler full of 18
Ice cold beers in a Yeti, yep (yep, yep), ha-ha-ha
You got that sun kissed skin softer than a peach, yeah
Hotter than a Carolina beach, yeah, girl

Why don′t we drink one together?
Might find that feelin' that lasts forever

I′ll start slidin' your way
If you start slidin' mine
I got all the want-to, honey
Just give me a sign
If you ain′t lookin′ for love, baby
Maybe I can change your mind
I'll start slidin′ your way
You start slidin' mine, yep

Two tall little speakers, tapping them toes little singer
Hot sun droppin′ like a sinker, yep (yep, yep), ha-ha
I got a jar in the backseat full of that shine from my Pappy
Girl, I like the way you're lookin′ at me, yeah


Why don't we drink one together?
Might find a feelin' that lasts forever

I′ll start slidin′ your way
You start slidin' mine
I got all the want-to, honey
Just give me a sign
If you ain′t lookin' for love, baby
Maybe I can change your mind
I′ll start slidin' your way
You start slidin′ mine, c'mon!

I'll start walkin′ your way
You start walkin′ mine
We meet in the middle
'Neath that old Georgia pine
We gained a lot of ground
′Cause we both give a little
There ain't no road too long
We meet in the middle


I′ll start walkin' your way
If you start slidin′ mine
I got all the want-to, honey
Just give me a sign
If you ain't lookin' for love, baby
Maybe I can change your mind
I′ll start slidin′ your way
If you start slidin' mine, yep

(Yep, yep, yep) ha-ha-ha
(I′ve got 'em real)