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! Hey! Hey!
D♯Atlantic side C♯talks like they G♯minvented summer
C♯West ECoast side D♯acts like they got the G♯monly ocean
But east of California, south of where the C♯country goes
There's G♯ma stretch of D♯sand the rest don't G♯meven know
We got palmettos hummin' and sugar-white C♯sand
We got G♯mSpanish moss hangin' on every other branch
We got C♯salt-stained boots and G♯msun-warmed C♯beer
We got a G♯mwhole 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
EThird coast, third coast tonight
Salt and surf and sodium lights
You won't find C♯this on no map
EBut I swear it's where the real ones at
G♯mThird coast, third coast tonight
C♯Where the sunset stays a little too G♯mlong
Where the locals know every word of every song
C♯mThird coast, third coast tonight
I-75 to a county dirt C♯road
Saltwater on the bumper, sand inside the door
D♯We don't run for the city when the weekend hits
C♯mWe run TO the water D♯'cause it's where we fit
G♯mTourists snap pictures of our backyard pride
C♯Go home tellin' stories of the Sarasota tide
G♯mBut for us it's just Tuesday — to them it's a dream
EYeah we live where the rest of the world wants to be
C♯So when they ask where we're from, we just smile and say
You D♯wouldn't get Eit 'less you come our way
G♯mThird coast, third coast tonight
C♯mSalt and Esurf and sodium lights
You won't find G♯mthis on no map
D♯But I swear it's G♯mwhere the real ones at
Third coast, third coast tonight
C♯mWhere the sunset stays G♯ma little too Elong
Where the locals know G♯mevery word of every D♯song
Third coast, G♯mthird coast tonight
This is for every salt-life soul
Every barefoot kid and every C♯mGulf-coast doll
Every Eshrimp boat captain, every C♯mback-road bum
Every Egas-station angel who said "this is the one"
C♯mRaise it up, G♯mraise it up!
C♯mRaise it up, G♯mraise it up!
EWhoa-oh, whoa-oh, G♯mwhoa-oh, whoa-oh
Third coast, third D♯coast tonight
C♯mSalt and D♯surf and sodium C♯mlights
You won't Efind this on no map
But I swear it's G♯mwhere the real ones C♯mat
Third coast, G♯mthird coast tonight
EWhere the sunset C♯mstays a little too Elong
Where the locals know C♯mevery word of every Esong
Third coast, third coast tonight
Whoa-oh, G♯mthird coast
Whoa-oh, third G♯mcoast
Whoa-oh, Ethird coast
Third G♯mcoast tonight!
This is the unfiltered pitch detection across the whole mix — vocals, bass and drums included — mapped onto a fretboard. It is not a playable arrangement and no one should try to read it as one. It is here only because it is the raw material everything else was built from.
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