All songs / David Alan Graham
All songs / David Alan Graham

Hey! Hey! Hey!
Atlantic side talks like they invented summer
West Coast side acts like they got the only ocean
But east of California, south of where the country goes
There's a stretch of sand the rest don't even know
We got palmettos hummin' and sugar-white sand
We got Spanish moss hangin' on every other branch
We got salt-stained boots and sun-warmed beer
We got a whole damn coast nobody talks about — right here
So if you wanna find the real ones, throw your map out
Let the Gulf wind tell you what we're all about
Third coast, third coast tonight
Salt and surf and sodium lights
You won't find this on no map
But I swear it's where the real ones at
Third coast, third coast tonight
Where the sunset stays a little too long
Where the locals know every word of every song
Third coast, third coast tonight
I-75 to a county dirt road
Saltwater on the bumper, sand inside the door
We don't run for the city when the weekend hits
We run TO the water 'cause it's where we fit
Tourists snap pictures of our backyard pride
Go home tellin' stories of the Sarasota tide
But for us it's just Tuesday — to them it's a dream
Yeah we live where the rest of the world wants to be
So when they ask where we're from, we just smile and say
You wouldn't get it 'less you come our way
Third coast, third coast tonight
Salt and surf and sodium lights
You won't find this on no map
But I swear it's where the real ones at
Third coast, third coast tonight
Where the sunset stays a little too long
Where the locals know every word of every song
Third coast, third coast tonight
This is for every salt-life soul
Every barefoot kid and every Gulf-coast doll
Every shrimp boat captain, every back-road bum
Every gas-station angel who said "this is the one"
Raise it up, raise it up!
Raise it up, raise it up!
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Third coast, third coast tonight
Salt and surf and sodium lights
You won't find this on no map
But I swear it's where the real ones at
Third coast, third coast tonight
Where the sunset stays a little too long
Where the locals know every word of every song
Third coast, third coast tonight
Whoa-oh, third coast
Whoa-oh, third coast
Whoa-oh, third coast
Third coast tonight!
D♯Hey! G♯mHey! Hey!
D♯mAtlantic side C♯talks like they G♯minvented summer
C♯West ECoast side D♯macts like they got the Eonly ocean
G♯mBut east of California, south of where the C♯country goes
There's G♯ma stretch of D♯msand the rest don't G♯meven know
We got palmettos hummin' and sugar-white C♯sand
We got Spanish G♯mmoss hangin' on every other branch
We got salt-stained C♯boots and G♯msun-warmed C♯beer
We got a whole G♯mdamn coast nobody talks about — right here
So if you wanna find the real ones, throw your map out
Let Ethe Gulf wind tell you what G♯mwe're all about
Third Ecoast, third coast tonight
Salt and surf and sodium lights
You won't find this C♯on no map
But I Eswear it's where the real ones at
Third G♯mcoast, third coast tonight
Where C♯the sunset stays a little too long
Where the D♯locals know every word G♯mof every song
Third C♯mcoast, third coast tonight
I-75 to a county dirt road
Saltwater C♯on the bumper, sand inside the door
We don't run D♯for the city when the weekend hits
We run C♯mTO the water 'cause it's where D♯we fit
Tourists Esnap pictures of our backyard pride
Go home C♯mtellin' stories of the C♯Sarasota tide
But for us D♯it's just Tuesday — to them Eit's a dream
Yeah we live where the rest of the world wants to be
So when they ask C♯where we're from, we just smile and say
You D♯wouldn't get it 'less you come G♯mour way
Third coast, third coast Etonight
Salt C♯mand surf and sodium Elights
You won't G♯mfind this on no map
But I swear D♯it's where the real G♯mones at
Third coast, third coast Etonight
Where the sunset C♯stays a little Etoo long
Where the locals know G♯mevery word of C♯mevery song
Third coast, D♯third coast Etonight
This G♯mis for every salt-life soul
Every barefoot kid and every C♯mGulf-coast doll
Every Eshrimp boat captain, C♯mevery back-road bum
Every gas-station angel who said E"this is the one"
Raise it up, G♯mraise it up!
C♯mRaise it up, G♯mraise it up!
EWhoa-oh, whoa-oh, G♯mwhoa-oh, whoa-oh
C♯mThird coast, third D♯coast tonight
C♯mSalt and D♯surf and sodium lights
EYou won't find this on no map
But G♯mI swear it's Ewhere the real ones at
G♯mThird coast, Ethird coast tonight
C♯Where the sunset stays C♯ma little too long
Where the locals know every Eword of every song
Third coast, third coast tonight
G♯mWhoa-oh, Ethird coast
Whoa-oh, third G♯mcoast
Whoa-oh, Ethird coast
Third coast tonight!
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