Depot Street - Get Up

{Verse 1}
I don’t wanna be touchin’ no cadavers
I don’t wanna be pokin’ any bones
I just wanna be rolled up in a blanket on the beach
Yeah, you can roll my soul back home

{Chorus}
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun, little one, gonna roll us all back home
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun

{Verse 2}
I ain’t feelin’ gettin’ my license suspended
I ain’t feelin’ walkin’ round this town all day
I just wanna be ridin’ in my Chevy Cavalier
Roll the top back down, and play my favorite song

{Chorus}
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun, little one, gonna roll us all back home
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun

{Post-Chorus}
Well it’s one for the money, two for the show
Three to get ready, come on, Lucas, go, go, go!

{Verse 3}
You can’t tell me that you’re from Massachusetts
I know that you’re a Carolina boy
You can front that Yankee jive up where the Southern sun don’t shine
But sooner or later, I know you’re gonna be back home

{Chorus}
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun, little one, gonna roll us all back home
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun

Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun, little one, gonna roll us all back home, whoa whoa
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun
Get up under the sun