Barefoot Mccoy String Full Of Seashells
I made my way through Carolina
Hopin' I would find ya
Washed up somewhere down on the shore
I took the train that runs in Georgia
Rolled the dice in Florida
Landed somewhere way off the board
I found a pretty little sailboat
Stranded on the East Coast
Older than the waters she knew
But all I really wanted was you
All I really wanted was you
I bought a ticket outta Tampa,
Rode up to Savannah
Stayin' with a stranger I met
I tripped along a rocky shoreline,
Bade the south a goodbye
I'll miss her but I'm sure I'll forget
I got a string full of seashells
Tied around my ankle
Sand o' white and ocean o' blue
But all I really wanted was you
All I really wanted was you
I got a pocket full o' pearls,
Lots o' pretty girls
Things you'd think would help me get through
But all I really wanted was you
All I really wanted was you
All I really wanted was you
All I really wanted was you
