Intro: C, Am, G, FCAm
There ain't nothin like them first loves baby
G
Remember them high school days
C
Friday nights, homecoming dances
AmG
Givin my old letterman's jacket away to old whats her name
But now its you and me
AmGF
Talkin on the phone til 4 AM about anything and everything
AmGF
Makin me feel young again like ain't a damn thing changed
F
Ain't a damn thing changed
ChorusCAm
Makes me wanna sneak down your driveway
G
Climb out your window get in girl
F
We'll roll til the dirt road ends
CAm
You can climb up in that backseat
G
With your pretty little bare feet
FAm
Get the butterflies like we still got our innocence
G
Just like we're 17 again
C, Am, G, FCAm
Thought them feelings was long gone baby
G
But you take me back in time
C
Just like spring break in Panama City
Am
Girl from Indiana sure was pretty
G
But she ain't got nothin on you tonight
AmG
'Cause your like a summer lovin dont come and go
F
Never have to say goodbye
AmG
I wake up in the mornin feelin like a first kiss
F
Every time your lips touch mine
ChorusCAm
Makes me wanna sneak down your driveway
G
Climb out your window get in girl
F
We'll roll til the dirt road ends
CAm
You can climb up in that backseat
G
With your pretty little bare feet
FAm
Get the butterflies like we still got our innocence
G
Just like we're 17 again
AmEmF
Lookin back I wish I could put you inside every memory (Every memory)
AmEm
You can be my first love my first kiss
F
My first and last everything
ChorusCAm
Makes me wanna sneak down your driveway
G
Climb out your window get in girl
F
We'll roll til the dirt road ends
CAm
You can climb up in the backseat
G
With your pretty little bare feet
FAm
Get the butterflies like we still got our innocence
GAm
Just like we're 17 again
G
Yeah just like we're 17 again
C, Am, G, F
17 again
C, Am, G, F
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.