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Southern Comfort
07/19/2004
I’ve been gone for so long
But I’m back again
Time to have fun
And drink some Jim
Time is so short
‘Til I hit the road
Gonna have fun
With the people I know
Playin some songs
And doing, sing alongs
Down here right now
We can’t do no wrong
Got a couple of beers
And a tin or two
You know how it is bro
Just me and you
[Chorus]
I’m home x4
Same old thing
On a Friday night
Sittin by the keg
And that’s all right
Five at the door
And you’re drinking large
But who the hell cares
It’s free of charge
Parties and Pong
Or maybe, just a bong
Pull out the strings
Play a Marley song
Nothing to do
But drink a few
Good times are those
With all of you
[Chorus]
We got plenty of beer
And we’ll drink it all
Can’t ever forget
The Rocky River Mountain Fall
Sippin on Yak
And jamming ‘Kast
These past six years
Went by too damn fast
There’s comfort at home
Here in the South
It’s in our hearts
And in our mouth
Fuck the BS
I’m back for the time
Every memory
Will always be mine
[Chrous]
I wrote this song right before going back to Orlando at the end of July for the infamous Dave trip. It's just filled with a lot of inside jokes that won't make sense to many of you. If you hung out with me/us often at UCF, you can feel most of the lyrics. This is what happens when you're drunk and bored on a Saturday night... and you're Foote.
07/19/2004
I’ve been gone for so long
But I’m back again
Time to have fun
And drink some Jim
Time is so short
‘Til I hit the road
Gonna have fun
With the people I know
Playin some songs
And doing, sing alongs
Down here right now
We can’t do no wrong
Got a couple of beers
And a tin or two
You know how it is bro
Just me and you
[Chorus]
I’m home x4
Same old thing
On a Friday night
Sittin by the keg
And that’s all right
Five at the door
And you’re drinking large
But who the hell cares
It’s free of charge
Parties and Pong
Or maybe, just a bong
Pull out the strings
Play a Marley song
Nothing to do
But drink a few
Good times are those
With all of you
[Chorus]
We got plenty of beer
And we’ll drink it all
Can’t ever forget
The Rocky River Mountain Fall
Sippin on Yak
And jamming ‘Kast
These past six years
Went by too damn fast
There’s comfort at home
Here in the South
It’s in our hearts
And in our mouth
Fuck the BS
I’m back for the time
Every memory
Will always be mine
[Chrous]
I wrote this song right before going back to Orlando at the end of July for the infamous Dave trip. It's just filled with a lot of inside jokes that won't make sense to many of you. If you hung out with me/us often at UCF, you can feel most of the lyrics. This is what happens when you're drunk and bored on a Saturday night... and you're Foote.