Get Lost - The Lacs

There’s a lean-to shed, burn pile, and some hound dogs

An ol' boy like me just get lost

Whiskey got ya boy feelin' nice

And I’ll be gone the whole night

Really ain’t no need to call

The truth is that you don’t need to worry at all

I’ll be just fine

As long as I can just get lost

I’m chillin' way back in the pines

And it’s alright if the clock just stops for a while

And all them rowdy friends of mine

They all call, but y’all I got some things on my mind

I need a half a gallon bottle, not a cell phone

I wanna close my eyes and just sail on

There’s a place in my mind that I go to rewind

Kick back, let go and try to lose it sometimes

'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout thinkin' 'bout leavin'

Goin' to a place where I can think without reason

All of my worries left out in space

Come Monday it’s back to that old rat race

There’s a lean-to shed, burn pile, and some hound dogs

An ol' boy like me just get lost

Whiskey got ya boy feelin' nice

And i’ll be gone the whole night

Really ain’t no need to call

The truth is that you don’t need to worry at all

I’ll be just fine

As long as I can just get lost

So many phone calls and deadlines

Articles and headlines

It’s okay another buGy day

But I need to get my head right

Ain’t crunk the four wheel drive in quite a while

You know the kind

Jump in the truck and find some mud

And cruise around to ease my mind

Rippin' through the Georgia pines

Sunny skies and feelin' fine

They don’t sell beer up in here

So I guess I’ll hit the county line

Stoppin' by, the river’s high

Maybe catch some fish to fry

My tackle box stays in the back

With my old Zebco with my spider wire

Slow it down and figure out

What this life is all about

It ain’t the money or the clout

It ain’t the future, it’s right now

So tell me what y’all know about them dirty country roads

Gettin' lost it cleanse the soul ever since the days of old

There’s a lean-to shed, burn pile, and some hound dogs

An ol' boy like me just get lost

Whiskey got ya boy feelin' nice

And I’ll be gone the whole night

Really ain’t no need to call

The truth is that you don’t need to worry at all

I’ll be just fine

As long as I can just get lost

There’s a lean-to shed, burn pile, and some hound dogs

An ol' boy like me just get lost

Whiskey got ya boy feelin' nice

And I’ll be gone the whole night

Really ain’t no need to call

The truth is that you don’t need to worry at all

I’ll be just fine

As long as I can just get lost