Country Rock Male Uptempo
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S.O.L.
c 2013 Plimmer / Ryan
I was in a cool dream, shoulda stayed in bed
Like a fool, I believed what the weather man said
Now there’s three feet of snow and my battery’s dead
Clear up to my bumpers with no set of jumpers
Yeah the morning is goin’ to hell
I’m S.O.L.
Right from the start
S.O.L.
My day’s fallin’ apart
Yeah I gotta confess
I’m in a real mess
I’m sendin’ out an S.O.S.
I’m S.O.L.
I’m still thankin’ the Lord that I got Triple A
When my boss says the Ford plant’s movin’ away
In six weeks, I'll have no job and no pay
Without any warning at eight in the morning
Yeah that S.O.B.’s wishin’ me well
I’m S.O.L.
Right from the start
S.O.L.
My day’s fallin’ apart
Yeah I gotta confess
I’m in a real mess
I’m sendin’ out an S.O.S.
I’m S.O.L.
SOLO
I've gotta take some time for myself
Leave these problems on the shelf
I've got my wife, I've got my health
I thank God above me that somebody loves me
Someone by my side I can tell
That I’m S.O.L.
Now my hopes start to rise
S.O.L.
When I look in your eyes
Yeah I gotta confess
When I'm feelin' real stressed
You answer every S.O.S.
When I’m S.O.L.
When I look at you
S.O.L.
I know I'll get through
Yeah I gotta confess
That I'm feelin' real blessed
You answer every S.O.S.
I know I'll make it through this mess
When I’m S.O.L. !
S.O.L. …
c 2013 Plimmer / Ryan
I was in a cool dream, shoulda stayed in bed
Like a fool, I believed what the weather man said
Now there’s three feet of snow and my battery’s dead
Clear up to my bumpers with no set of jumpers
Yeah the morning is goin’ to hell
I’m S.O.L.
Right from the start
S.O.L.
My day’s fallin’ apart
Yeah I gotta confess
I’m in a real mess
I’m sendin’ out an S.O.S.
I’m S.O.L.
I’m still thankin’ the Lord that I got Triple A
When my boss says the Ford plant’s movin’ away
In six weeks, I'll have no job and no pay
Without any warning at eight in the morning
Yeah that S.O.B.’s wishin’ me well
I’m S.O.L.
Right from the start
S.O.L.
My day’s fallin’ apart
Yeah I gotta confess
I’m in a real mess
I’m sendin’ out an S.O.S.
I’m S.O.L.
SOLO
I've gotta take some time for myself
Leave these problems on the shelf
I've got my wife, I've got my health
I thank God above me that somebody loves me
Someone by my side I can tell
That I’m S.O.L.
Now my hopes start to rise
S.O.L.
When I look in your eyes
Yeah I gotta confess
When I'm feelin' real stressed
You answer every S.O.S.
When I’m S.O.L.
When I look at you
S.O.L.
I know I'll get through
Yeah I gotta confess
That I'm feelin' real blessed
You answer every S.O.S.
I know I'll make it through this mess
When I’m S.O.L. !
S.O.L. …