Letra It Ain’t Austin - George Birge
(It ain't Austin)
Bet you heard I headed north, that 150 loaded down
Don't know what I'm looking for, but it all looks different now
I ain't used to the weather and they ain't used to my accent
But I've started going out and I made a couple friends
Things are looking up, I'm letting go a little bit
But no matter how comfortable I get
It ain't Austin, it ain't us
It ain't three months in love, tequila-drunk in a Texas sun
It ain't front row on an ACL high
It ain't last-call kissing in the rain under 6th Street lights
Mighta met somebody new, yeah, we kinda started talking
But she ain't you and it ain't Austin
I could try to drown the memory, but I don't think I want to
'Cause it still brings up a smile thinking back to me and you
By that Guadalupe River, watching those stars dripping down
No, I don't mind it here, but all that's weird about this town
Is it ain't Austin, it ain't us
It ain't three months in love, tequila-drunk in a Texas sun
It ain't front row on an ACL high
It ain't last-call kissing in the rain under 6th Street lights
Mighta met somebody new, yeah, we kinda started talking
But she ain't you and it ain't Austin
No, it ain't Austin
It wasn't forever, but, baby, it was real
And, girl, I know you're still down there, but sometimes does it feel
Like it ain't Austin, it ain't us
It ain't three months in love, tequila-drunk in a Texas sun
It ain't front row on an ACL high
It ain't last-call kissing in the rain under 6th Street lights
Mighta met somebody new, yeah, we kinda started talking
But she ain't you and it ain't Austin
Bet you heard I headed north, that 150 loaded down
Don't know what I'm looking for, but it all looks different now
I ain't used to the weather and they ain't used to my accent
But I've started going out and I made a couple friends
Things are looking up, I'm letting go a little bit
But no matter how comfortable I get
It ain't Austin, it ain't us
It ain't three months in love, tequila-drunk in a Texas sun
It ain't front row on an ACL high
It ain't last-call kissing in the rain under 6th Street lights
Mighta met somebody new, yeah, we kinda started talking
But she ain't you and it ain't Austin
I could try to drown the memory, but I don't think I want to
'Cause it still brings up a smile thinking back to me and you
By that Guadalupe River, watching those stars dripping down
No, I don't mind it here, but all that's weird about this town
Is it ain't Austin, it ain't us
It ain't three months in love, tequila-drunk in a Texas sun
It ain't front row on an ACL high
It ain't last-call kissing in the rain under 6th Street lights
Mighta met somebody new, yeah, we kinda started talking
But she ain't you and it ain't Austin
No, it ain't Austin
It wasn't forever, but, baby, it was real
And, girl, I know you're still down there, but sometimes does it feel
Like it ain't Austin, it ain't us
It ain't three months in love, tequila-drunk in a Texas sun
It ain't front row on an ACL high
It ain't last-call kissing in the rain under 6th Street lights
Mighta met somebody new, yeah, we kinda started talking
But she ain't you and it ain't Austin
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