Heading down south

Seattle's got that coffee steam

Gray skies fade to emerald gleam

Mount Rainier stands proud and tall

But it ain't home

No

Not at all

The salt air calls

The warm breeze hums

Where the waves crash soft and the red sun drums

I'm a Gulf Coast cowboy

Through and through

Sky so wide

And the bay so blue

Packin' up this life

Takin' my wife

Headin' down south

Where it feels just right

She says she’ll miss the pines and rain

But not the chill that seeps like pain

We’ll trade the clouds for the Gulf's embrace

A slower pace

A warmer space

The seagulls cry

The shrimp boats sway

Our hearts are bound to the coastal bay

I'm a Gulf Coast cowboy

Through and through

Sky so wide

And the bay so blue

Packin' up this life

Takin' my wife

Headin' down south

Where it feels just right