Salt Life and the Southern Hills

Verse 1

Back porch sittin as the daylight fades

Sweet tea chillin while the radio plays

Fireflies dancing out across the field

Lord there’s peace, these country roads can still reveal

From the hills of Kentucky where the bluegrass rolls

Down two lane highways chasing freedom for the soul

Cross Tennessee where the mountains rise

Windows down with that sunset painted sky

Pre-Chorus

There’s a pull in my heart I can’t explain

Half loves the mountains, half loves the waves

Chorus

I’m torn between the salt life and the southern hills

Between crashing waves and whippoorwill

One side of me wants white sand and a tan sunset glow

The other wants a porch swing where the cool creek flows

From Elkhorn waters to the Florida tide

Lord I feel alive on every mile I drive

Kentucky roots but the ocean calls still

Somewhere between the salt life and the southern hills

Verse 2

Georgia pines rolling by mile after mile

North Carolina mornings got that easy smile

Then the air starts changing with the ocean breeze

Salt in the wind moving through the palm trees

Barefoot walking where the white sand shines

Body surfing waves under moonlit skies

Sun kissed cheeks glowing golden in the dark

Warm night air and a slow dancing heart

Pre-Chorus

But when the tide rolls out and the crowds all fade

I still miss those mountain mornings and the back porch shade

Chorus

I’m torn between the salt life and the southern hills

Between crashing waves and whippoorwill

One side of me wants white sand and a tan sunset glow

The other wants a porch swing where the cool creek flows

From Elkhorn waters to the Florida tide

Lord I feel alive on every mile I drive

Kentucky roots but the ocean calls still

Somewhere between the salt life and the southern hills

Bridge

Floating lazy down Elkhorn Creek

No worries in this life for me

Then a few days later I’m chasing waves again

Trying to figure out where my soul fits in

Maybe home ain’t just one place

Maybe it’s every road my heart takes

Final Chorus

Yeah I’m torn between the salt life and the southern hills

Mountain air or those ocean thrills

Back porch nights or sun in your hair

Either way feels like paradise

From Kentucky bluegrass to the Gulf Coast wind

I thank the Lord for where I’ve been

A country soul with a restless will

Living between the salt life and the southern hills.