Surf Country
Surf Country is calling, I long for the waves
Mother ocean come find me, I done lost my way
Surf is a calling', might quit my job today
I don't wanna do nothin but surf anyway
The city life has got me, struggling to breathe
Im a fish out of water, there's too much concrete
I sold my life for the dollar, but no dollar buys me
The feeling I get out a riding the sea
Surf Country is calling, I long for the waves
Mother ocean come find me, I done lost my way
Surf is a calling', might quit my job today
I don't wanna do nothin but surf anyway
There's nothing else like it, endless summer always
Where surfing is the way of life, on that beach full of babes
Take me back to surf country, back where I was raised
Where money means nothin cause good style gets the praise
Surf Country is calling, I long for the waves
Mother ocean come find me, I done lost my way
Surf is a calling', might quit my job today
I don't wanna do nothin but surf anyway
I feel the ocean crying, here voice rattles my bones
Time to dust off my surfboard, and get on back home
I miss the warm sand and that sweet ocean breeze
I might make it by sunset if I pack up and leave
Surf country Im coming, home to the waves
Mother ocean don't worry, I'm headed your way
Surf country I'm a comin', I done quit my job today
I got a one way ticket for, surf country to stay
Mother ocean come find me, I done lost my way
Surf is a calling', might quit my job today
I don't wanna do nothin but surf anyway
The city life has got me, struggling to breathe
Im a fish out of water, there's too much concrete
I sold my life for the dollar, but no dollar buys me
The feeling I get out a riding the sea
Surf Country is calling, I long for the waves
Mother ocean come find me, I done lost my way
Surf is a calling', might quit my job today
I don't wanna do nothin but surf anyway
There's nothing else like it, endless summer always
Where surfing is the way of life, on that beach full of babes
Take me back to surf country, back where I was raised
Where money means nothin cause good style gets the praise
Surf Country is calling, I long for the waves
Mother ocean come find me, I done lost my way
Surf is a calling', might quit my job today
I don't wanna do nothin but surf anyway
I feel the ocean crying, here voice rattles my bones
Time to dust off my surfboard, and get on back home
I miss the warm sand and that sweet ocean breeze
I might make it by sunset if I pack up and leave
Surf country Im coming, home to the waves
Mother ocean don't worry, I'm headed your way
Surf country I'm a comin', I done quit my job today
I got a one way ticket for, surf country to stay
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Writer(s): Cody Sherman
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