The Boat Drunks — Callin In Gone

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Songwriter: James A. Hoehn


[G] Dead stuck in traffic, you know I'm [C] headed for a job [D] I hate

[G] Ain't nothing movin but the [Em] hands on my watch

[C] full throttle, [D] hurry up and wait

[G] I'm sick of the [Em] rat race, [G] I can't take one [Em] more day

[C] My life is too short, [D] to live it this way

Chorus:
           I'm dialing the [G] office, put the bossman [Em] on

           I'm not callin in [C] sick, [D] callin in [G] gone

[G] I'm callin in gone, full fledge [Em] adios

I'm leavin this [C] cubicle, for a spot on the [D] coast

Gonna find me a [G] beach, that's where I [Em] belong

I'm not callin in [C] sick, [D] callin in [G] gone


What the hell are you doin, I keep askin myself
Only I know the answer, there's nobody else
Like a rat on a wheel, that's how I compare
I'm runnin all day and getting nowhere

So enough is enough, I'm sayin so long
I'm not callin in sick, callin in gone

No jacket and tie, no morning commute
I'm waving goodby, one finger salute
Goin down to the ocean, gonna lay in the sand
The only boss I'll hear, is singing Born to Run

I've got plenty of room, why don't you come along
we won't be callin in sick, we're callin in gone

I'm callin in gone, full fledge adios
I'm leaving this cubicle, for a spot on the coast
Gonna find me a beach, that's where I belong
I'm not callin in sick, I'm callin in gone
I'm not callin in sick, callin in gone!		
    

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