|
Country Rock Male Uptempo
|
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. … |