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. …