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I was strummin’ songs down in old Key Largo,

Living on tips and cheap mojitos,

She said she loved me, but that love ran dry,

When the bills piled up and the dreams stayed high.

She packed her bags, said, “You’ll never change,”

Took off in his lifted Ford down to Biscayne.

Left me with a dog, a surfboard, and a tab,

A beat-up notebook and dreams I still had.

Now I’m singin’ on the sand with a six-string band,

Crowds shoutin’ loud from the tiki stand.

Got a boat named Freedom, and a house with a view,

But girl, I’d give it all just to not miss you.

Funny how life plays a different tune…

She let go too soon.

He had a Rolex, I had calloused hands,

But I knew deep down I was a better man.

She wanted champagne, I wrote songs with lime,

Now folks raise their drinks every chorus line.

Yeah, I hit the charts with a coastal sound,

While she’s stuck in traffic on the edge of town.

But I still think of her on quiet nights,

Wonderin’ if she hears me on the FM dial.

Now I’m singin’ on the sand with a six-string band,

Crowds shoutin’ loud from the tiki stand.

Got a boat named Freedom, and a house with a view,

But girl, I’d give it all just to not miss you.

Funny how life plays a different tune…

She let go too soon.

Maybe she thought the tide would never turn,

But the sun still shines after the heartburn.

I forgave her fast, but I won’t forget,

She bet against a dream and lost that bet.

Now I’m dancin’ on the dock with my barefoot band,

Living every lyric that I once had planned.

Got fans singin’ loud under Caribbean moons,

But a part of me wonders if she hums along too…

’Cause she let go too soon.

Yeah… she let go too soon.

Now it’s beach bars, bright stars, and late-night tunes…

She let go too soon.