Sam Hunt "Bottle It Up" Capo II [Verses] E Night sand felt good on sunburned feet C#m B Sittin' on pool chairs we drug to the beach E But that salty air was bittersweet. C#m B Waitin' for the sun to rise. E Best friends talkin' 'bout the memories we made. C#m B We couldn't believe that we were graduatin' E C#m B The wind and the waves were slippin' away but that moment felt so alive. E If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck, C#m B Splash in my cup. It'd never get old. E One little sip, just a taste on my lip C#m B I'd be takin' a trip wherever I go. E I'd keep a "life's good, Sweet bliss does it ever really get C#m B Better than this?" kinda buzz E If I could bottle it up. C#m B If I could bottle it up. E Well you, me, and my grandad fixed that car C#m B It was a summer full of grease and changing parts E But when we finally got that thing to start C#m B And it sounded just right. E Ridin' with the prettiest girl I know C#m B Makin' it a brand new record on an old back road E When that first slow love song came on C#m B She couldn't hide that little smile. E If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck, C#m B Splash in my cup. It'd never get old. E One little sip, just a taste on my lip C#m B I'd be takin' a trip wherever I go. E I'd keep a "life's good, Sweet bliss does it ever really get C#m B Better than this?" kinda buzz E If I could bottle it up. C#m B If I could bottle it up. E C#m B And I drink it down. E C#m B And I pass it around, pass it around. E Cuz it'll sneak up on you fast C#m B When life pours out the good stuff E Just can't make it last. C#m B Well every moment in time would never end. E Cuz I take it with me when it did E If I could bottle it up I'd have a stash in the truck, C#m B Splash in my cup. It'd never get old. E One little sip, just a taste on my lip C#m B I'd be takin' a trip wherever I go. E I'd keep a "life's good, Sweet bliss does it ever really get C#m B Better than this?" kinda buzz E If I could bottle it up. C#m B If I could bottle it up. E I'd bottle it up