he used to have a wife and a family

worked some boring job at an old factory

he lived his life surrounded by land

always dreamed he’d bury his troubles deep in the sand

Then one night he left it all behind

he hopped in his car and he went for a drive

watched the sunrise off the Carolina coast

and he knew that he'd seen his dreams start to float

 

he's gone coastal

he's gone coastal

he's gone coastal

yea you never know where youre gonna find him next

 

made his way down to the Florida Keys

he was slinging rum in a little bar off of Duval St.

Too many tourists so he had to go

so he sold that minivan and he bought himself a boat 

sailed it up to Tampa Bay

beach bars in the summertime and he got on his way

he set out to sail the gulf

he don't need no compass he'll just follow the coast

 

he's gone coastal

he's gone coastal

he's gone coastal

yea you never know where youre gonna find him next

 

he's been to Gulf Shores Galveston and New Orleans

Pascagoula Sarasota and Corpus Christi

they say he's run aground

on some uncharted isle

with a bottle of rum

and a big ol smile

 

he's gone coastal

he's gone coastal

he's gone coastal

yea you never know where youre gonna find him next 

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