i am so so sorry this took so long. i really hope you enjoy, if you'd like me to still write the imagines based on the other songs please let me know, and i will gladly do it. also im aware that jessi alexander is featured in this song so im gonna change the lyrics just a bit so that it seems like its all riley singing.
this was requested by Corebore123
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When my ex- boyfriend announced he was going on tour, the same week that I was in Florida, I decided I would try to make every show, and for the most part I did. The first show was in Daytona beach. When I got there, he had just come out on stage.
"This first song is dedicated to someone who holds a special place in my heart, I hope yall enjoy it as much as I do, it's called that was us." He started playing his guitar, and already I loved the melody.
"There's a dive bar in Daytona
With a couple names on a wal
Right between "Go Gators" and an old phone number
"For a good time, call"
There's a corn field in Vidalia
With some BFGoodrich tracks
That old radio playin' "Copperhead Road"
'Til the sky turned black"
I felt a strange sense of deja vu as he played. He was singing about when him and I went out to the bar down the street for my 21st birthday. That was 10 years ago. We weren't even dating yet. The second part of the first verse about when we took his truck off roading in my dads corn field. Let's just say he wasn't too happy. I could still picture his face telling me that Riley was a bad influence.
"That was us in a two-tone Chevy
Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now
Two kids tearin' up a little small town
Thought we had it all figured out
Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river
Little reckless and a little hellbound
We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever
Like our boots had never hit the ground
And at the end of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust
Baby, that was us"
The chorus had to be about when we dated in highschool. We were both young and dumb. Then life hit us. The first breakup was because we both wanted different futures. Not like that happened though. We couldn't stay away from each other.
"There's a worn-out track on a jukebox
An old Keith Whitley song
I spun you around that old dance floor
All night long
And a rope burn on an old oak tree
Hangin' high over Miller Creek
Lord, you were scared to death
But girl, I could talk you into anything
Yeah, you could"
I laughed as I remembered that night. My favorite singer used to be Keith Whitley. So he took me out to a bar and we danced like nobody was watching. Afterwards he took me to Miller creek, and somehow convinced me to get on that rope. That was actually our first date after we dated in high school.
"That was us in a two-tone Chevy
Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now
Two kids tearin' up a little small town
Thought we had it all figured out
Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river
Little reckless and a little hellbound
We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever
Like our boots had never hit the ground
At the end of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust
Baby, that was us
Baby, that was us"
My eyes caught his for a spilt second, and the memories came flooding back. I had to get out of there. I pushed through the crowd and outside, walking to the dive bar down the street. I didn't even get to listen to the rest of the song.
Some time later someone sat down on the stool next to me. "Why'd you leave?" Riley asked "Why'd you write a song about me?" "Because I love you, thought you would've figured that out by now." "Guess we really can't stay away from each other." "Guess not."
That was us in a two-tone Chevy
Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now
Two kids tearin' up a little small town
Thought we had it all figured out
Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river
Little reckless and a little hellbound
We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever
Like our boots had never hit the ground
At the end of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust
Baby, that was us
Baby, that was us
