Smoke
Florida Georgia Line Lyrics
Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴ Line by Line Meaning ↴Laying back against this windshield
Parked out in this Georgia red field
This is where we burn our summer nights
Lonely little lipstick kisses on the hood of our Tacoma
We were seventeen, going on free and wild
She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot, a cherry Coke
Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke
I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying
Me and my buddies and the guitar playing
Sipping on forties on a Saturday night
Buzzing through a chorus of Dixieland Delight
High as the stars, in the Milky Way
Those summer days, drifting away, she'll always float
Back through my mind like smoke
July flames, October ashes
Southern skin and blue jean flashes
Strike a match and light a memory
We never said goodbye, we let it fly into thin air
Tonight I'm stoned, on long gone love so strong, I swear I'm
I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying
Me and my buddies and the guitar playing
Sipping on forties on a Saturday night
Buzzing through a chorus of Dixieland Delight
High as the stars, in the Milky way
Those summer days drifting away, but she'll always float
Back through my mind like smoke
She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot, a cherry Coke
Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke
I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying
Me and my buddies and the guitar playing
Sipping on forties on a Saturday night
Buzzing through a chorus of Dixieland Delight
High as the stars, in the Milky Way
Those summer days drifting away, but she'll always float
Back through my mind like smoke
Back through my mind
Overall Meaning
"Smoke" by Florida Georgia Line is a nostalgic country song about summer nights and lost love. The song opens with the image of the singer leaning against the windshield of his truck parked in a Georgia red field. He reminisces about a girl he was with at the age of seventeen, describing her as smoking hot and spunky. The image of "lonely little lipstick kisses on the hood of our Tacoma" is a powerful one that conveys the passion and intensity of their relationship. The chorus is about the singer sitting by a bonfire with his buddies, sipping Forties and watching the girl he loved swaying to the music. He describes the feeling of being "high as the stars, in the Milky Way," as he remembers the good times they shared. The use of the metaphor of smoke is powerful - throughout the song, the girl is compared to smoke, symbolizing the way she drifts in and out of his thoughts like a wispy cloud of memory. The singer finishes the song with a bittersweet acknowledgement that although their love is long gone, she still floats through his mind like smoke.
The lyrics are rich and evocative, telling a story of a love that was intense and passionate but ultimately fleeting. The use of vivid imagery, such as the red field, the lipstick kisses, and the bonfire, creates a strong sense of nostalgia and longing. The metaphor of smoke is particularly effective, as it represents both the girl's free-spirited nature and the way memories of her linger in the singer's mind.
Line by Line Meaning
Laying back against this windshield
I am relaxing against the windshield, enjoying the moment.
Parked out in this Georgia red field
I am parked in a beautiful red field in Georgia, feeling free and alive.
This is where we burn our summer nights
This is where we enjoy our summer nights, creating memories that we will cherish forever.
Lonely little lipstick kisses on the hood of our Tacoma
We have left little kisses on the hood of our car, as a reminder of our love for each other.
We were seventeen, going on free and wild
When we first met, we were young and carefree, enjoying life to the fullest.
She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot, a cherry Coke
She was beautiful, with a wild side that was thrilling. She loved whiskey and cherry Coke.
Sparks were flying every time I smelled smoke
We had an electric chemistry between us, and I felt alive whenever I smelled smoke.
July flames, October ashes
Our relationship burned brightly like flames in July, but eventually ended and left me with nothing but ashes in October.
Southern skin and blue jean flashes
She had beautiful Southern skin, and I remember how she looked in her blue jeans.
Strike a match and light a memory
Sometimes, all it takes is a small spark to ignite a precious memory that we hold dear.
We never said goodbye, we let it fly into thin air
We never had closure, our love just drifted away into nothingness.
Tonight I'm stoned, on long gone love so strong, I swear I'm
Tonight, I am feeling the effects of the past love that I still cherish so much, it's as if I am high.
I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying
I am reminiscing by the bonfire, thinking about the times we spent together and daydreaming about her.
Me and my buddies and the guitar playing
I am surrounded by my friends, and we are enjoying music together.
Sipping on forties on a Saturday night
We are drinking 40-ounce beers and enjoying a Saturday night together.
Buzzing through a chorus of Dixieland Delight
We are singing along to the classic country song 'Dixieland Delight'.
High as the stars, in the Milky Way
We are feeling high and carefree, like we are floating among the stars in the Milky Way galaxy.
Those summer days drifting away, but she'll always float
As time passes, the memories of those summer days fade, but the memory of her will always remain with me.
Back through my mind like smoke
The memory of her drifts through my mind, like smoke rising from a bonfire.
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Christopher G. Tompkins, Joshua Kear
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