Story Behind The Song
Remembering growing up in South Florida in the 60's and 70's with a tip of the hat to Skynyrd.
| Song Length |
4:35 |
Genre |
Country - Rock, Country - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Joyful |
Similar Artists |
Lynyrd Skynyrd |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Drivin' Down A1A, mornin' sun on the way.
The radio blares whipping Post, Duane's got somethin' to say.
The wind blows across the road, salt air on my face.
Cold it be I'm back home ini the Sunshine State
Drivin in to Pompano, drop the top into Lauderdale
Lay oout un th esun awhile, Lord knows I've gotten so pale.
Come on don't you wanna shoot the pier down in Dania again
Man it's good to be back home in the Sunshine State.
Cuz there's nothin' like standin barefoot in the sand and a real deep kiss from my favorite man
Nothin like walkin' in an Everglades rain and stoppin' by the road to cut some seet sugar cane.
Take me down to SoBe, beautiful people down there
Cut across the Alley now, breathe in some real salt air.
Come on don't you want to jump in the Gulf at Sanibel again.
Drivin' Down A1A, mornin' sun on the way.
The radio blares whipping POst, Duane's got somethin' to say.
The wind blows across the road, salt air on my face.
Cold it be I'm back home ini the Sunshine State
Drivin in to Pompano, drop the top into Lauderdale
Lay oout un th esun awhile, Lord knows I've gotten so pale.
Come on don't you wanna shoot the pier down in Dania again
Man it's good to be back home in the Sunshine State.
Cuz there's nothin' like standin barefoot in the sand and a real deep kiss from my favorite man
Nothin like walkin' in an Everglades rain and stoppin' by the road to cut some see
Gee it's good to be back home, why'd I ever leave my home, Gee it's good to be back home in the Sunshine State