Landlocked Lyrics by Southern Drawl Band
Southern Drawl Band Lyrics
Well, now he headed out on a cold winter night
On a one-way ticket on a southbound flight goin’ anywhere.
Yeah, he called his girlfriend to give her the news.
Said he had a bad case of those big city blues and people everywhere.
He said this life’s goin’ nowhere, but I’m goin’ somewhere.
But I don’t know where it’s gonna be.
Look for a place that’s warm, a little shelter from the storm
If you ever wanna find me.
I’m tired of landlocked livin’ the roadblocked life givin’ it everything I’ve got.
Workin’ 40 hour weeks tryin’ to make ends meet and I still can’t afford that yacht.
They say that one fine day my ship is comin’ this way, Well, I’m gonna be waitin’ at the dock.
But I’ll be three steps from dead and screamin’ “Full speed ahead”, SOS! Help me out of this mess.
I feel a little landlocked.
Well now she packed her bags and she jumped in the car.
Made a quick stop down the street at the bar and told a friend or two.
Said that she didn’t care anymore, she was gone.
Chase her dreams, sippin’ drinks and playin’ island songs in little latitudes.
Ah, she’s trading the toll fees for palm trees and boat drinks
And sunsets down in the seas.
She’ll find a place in the sand, you’ll find a drink in her hand.
She’ll be dancin’ to the steel drum beat.
No more landlocked livin’ the roadblocked life givin’ it everything I’ve got.
Workin’ 40 hour weeks tryin’ to make ends meet, and I still can’t afford that yacht.
They say that one fine day my ship is comin’ this way, Well, I’m gonna be waitin’ at the dock.
But I’ll be three steps from dead and screamin’ “Full speed ahead”, SOS! Help me out of this mess.
I feel a little landlocked.
Yeah, SOS – I’m getting’ out of this mess.
I feel a little landlocked.
[Thanks to Duane Cahill for lyrics]
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