Forgotten Coast

Down the highway south i'll go Wewahitchka to port saint joe I'm gonna walk the beach with a pitates ghost We'll haunt thay old forgotten coast I'm gonna trade my car and change my name Put wesson oil in my bar and chain I'm gonna fix the roadkill, black bear roast And get fat on that forgotten coast No ones gonna find me there With my steel guitar and my rocking chair Among the seafood shacks and oyster boats Hide out on that forgotten coast No ones gonna find me there With my fishing pole and my rocking chair Tell the woman i'll miss the most He's down on that forgotten coast Down the highway south i'll go Wewahitchka to port saint joe I'm gonna walk the beach with a pirates ghost We'll haunt that old forgotten coast I'm gonna cut my hair and change my name When the percoden won't touch the pain Tell the one I'll miss the most He's gone down that forgotten coast Tell the women I'll miss the most He's down on that forgotten coast