It was labor day weekend i was seventeen
i bought a coke and some gasoline
and i drove out to the county fair
and when i saw her for the first time
she was standing there in the ticket line
and it all started right then and there
oh a sailor's sky made a perfect sunset
and that's a day i'll never forget
i had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
she was killing me in that mini-skirt
skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
she had a sun tan line and red lipstick
i worked so hard for that first kiss
a heart don't forget something like that
it was five years later on a south-bound plan
i was headed down to new orleans
to meet some friends of mine for the mardi
gras
when i heard a voice from the past
coming from a few rows back
when i looked i couldn't believe just what i saw
she said i bet you don't remember me
and i said only every other memory
i had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
you were killing me in that mini-skirt
skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
you had a sun tan line and red lipstick
i worked so hard for that first kiss
a heart don't forget something like that
like an old photograph
time can make a feeling fade
but the memory of the first love
never fades away
i had a barbecue stain on my white t-shirt
she was killing me in that mini-skirt
skippin' rocks on the river by the railroad tracks
she had a sun tan line and red lipstick
i worked so hard for that first kiss
a heart don't forget, no a heart don't forget
i said a heart don't forget something like that
oh, not something like that