Lauren Adams

Lauren Adams

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Country - Americana | Los Angeles, California, United States
Total Song Plays: 672   
Member Since: 2013
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Song Description

Slide Guitar, Skynrdesque feel.

Story Behind the Song

Remembering growing up in SOUTH FLORIDA. Slide Guitar, Skynrdesque feel.

Lyrics

Drivin' Down A1A, mornin' sun on the way.
The radio blares whipping POst, Duane's got somethin' to say.
The wind blows across the road, salt air on my face.
Cold it be I'm back home ini the Sunshine State

Drivin in to Pompano, drop the top into Lauderdale
Lay oout un th esun awhile, Lord knows I've gotten so pale.
Come on don't you wanna shoot the pier down in Dania again
Man it's good to be back home in the Sunshine State.

Cuz there's nothin' like standin barefoot in the sand and a real deep kiss from my favorite man
Nothin like walkin' in an Everglades rain and stoppin' by the road to cut some seet sugar cane.

Take me down to SoBe, beautiful people down there
Cut across the Alley now, breathe in some real salt air.
Come on don't you want to jump in the Gulf at Sanibel again.

Drivin' Down A1A, mornin' sun on the way.
The radio blares whipping POst, Duane's got somethin' to say.
The wind blows across the road, salt air on my face.
Cold it be I'm back home ini the Sunshine State

Drivin in to Pompano, drop the top into Lauderdale
Lay oout un th esun awhile, Lord knows I've gotten so pale.
Come on don't you wanna shoot the pier down in Dania again
Man it's good to be back home in the Sunshine State.

Cuz there's nothin' like standin barefoot in the sand and a real deep kiss from my favorite man
Nothin like walkin' in an Everglades rain and stoppin' by the road to cut some see

Gee it's good to be back home, why'd I ever leave my home, Gee it's good to be back home in the Sunshine State

Song Length
4:35
Genre
Country - Rock
Tempo / Feel
Medium Fast (131 - 150)
Lead Vocal
Female Vocal
Mood
In High Spirits

Similar Artist
Lynyrd Skynyrd
Language
English
Era
1970 - 1979

Lyric Credits Lauren ADams, Lynn Coulter
Music Credits Lauren Adams, Lynn Coulter, Phil Settle
Producer Credits Lauren Adams
Publisher Credits Lauren Adams
Performance Credits Lauren Adams