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So damn easy to say that life’s so hard
Everybody’s got their share of battle scars
As for me I’d like to think my lucky stars that
I’m alive, and well
It’d be easy to add up all the pain
And all the dreams you set and watch go up in flames
Dwell on the wreckage as it smolders in the rain
But not me, I’m alive
And today you know that’s good enough for me
Breathing in and out is a blessing can’t you see
Today is the first day of the rest of my life
And I’m alive, and well
I’m alive, and well
Stars are dancin’ on the water here tonight
It’s good for the soul, and there’s not a sole in sight
But this motors caught it wind and brought me back to life
Now I’m alive, and well
And today you know that’s good enough for me
Breathing in and out is a blessing can’t you see
Today is the first day of the rest of my life
Now I’m alive, and well
Yeah I’m alive, and well
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Verse 1
Put off the mail and I
Left on a light and I
Locked up the house and I
Jumped on a flight and I’m
Still by myself but I’m
Thinking more clear if I’m
Gonna be down, Gonna be down way down here
Chorous
Where no one will ask cause nobody knows
That you’re not in my life anymore
And no one can tell the salt water from my tears
No the pull of the tide or the crash of the waves
Ain’t gonna wash your memory away
But theres a beautiful view of the end of the world from the pier
If I’m gonna be down, I’m gonna be down way down here
Verse 2
Untied my lines and I
Slid through the sound and I
Mixed me a drink now I
Sit on the bow and I’m
Watching the sun just like you’ll disappear
If I’m gonna be down, I’m gonna be down way down here
Chorous
Where no one will ask cause nobody knows
That you’re not in my life anymore
And no one can tell the salt water from my tears
No the pull of the tide or the crash of the waves
Ain’t gonna wash your memory away
But theres a beautiful view of the end of the world from the pier
And if I’m gonna be down, I’m gonna be down way down here
No the pull of the tide or the crash of the waves
Ain’t gonna wash your memory away
But theres a beautiful view of the end of the world from the pier
And if I’m gonna be down, I’m gonna be down
If I’m gonna be down, I’d rather be down way down here
Way down here
If you want me back now
I can be found
Way down here
If I’m gonna be down
If I’m gonna be down
Way down here
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Ol' Joe's got a Boston whaler
he bought in Key Biscane
He swears since the day he's got her
she's been nothing but a pain
when the sun's at his back
and the winds in his face
it's just him and the wheel
he wouldn’t take a million for the
way it makes him feel
boats
vessels of freedom
harbors of heeling
boats
Newport is where John hung his hat
til he lost his wife Jo
now forty feet of sail antique
is where Ol' John calls home
he watched his life pass before his eyes
in the middle of a hurricane
came out alive on the other side
that’s where "the other side" got its name
Boats
vessels of freedom
harbors of heeling
boats
twenty years of a landlocked job
was all that tom could take
sitting at his desk
all alone and depressed
says this just cant be my fate
went home that night and told his wife
you can tell all of your friends
it's been real but it ain't been fun
gonna get us one of them
boats
vessels of freedom
harbors of heeling
boats
vessels of freedom
boats
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Preacher told me last Sunday mornin`
Son, you better start livin` right
You need to quit the women and whiskey
And carrying on all night
Don`t you wanna hear him call your name
When you`re standin` at the pearly gates
I told the preacher, "Yes I do"
But I hope they don`t call today
I ain`t ready
Everybody wants to go to heaven
Have a mansion high above the clouds
Everybody want to go to heaven
But nobody want to go now
Said preacher maybe you didn`t see me
Throw an extra twenty in the plate
There`s one for everything I did last night
And one to get me through today
Here`s a ten to help you remember
Next time you got the good Lord`s ear
Say I`m comin` but there ain`t no hurry
I`m havin` fun down here
Don`t you know that
Everybody wants to go to heaven
Get their wings and fly around
Everybody want to go to heaven
But nobody want to go now
Someday I want to see those streets of gold in my halo
But I wouldn`t mind waitin` at least a hundred years or so
Everybody wanna go to heaven
It beats the other place there ain`t no doubt
Everybody wanna go to heaven
But nobody wanna go now
Everybody wanna go to heaven
Hallelujah, let me hear you shout
Everybody wanna go to heaven
But nobody wanna go now
I think I speak for the crowd
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(feat. Mac McAnally)
When I was a boy
Four houses down from me
Was a family with an only child
She was the only girl
In this whole world that could make me smile
Down the road
I made up reasons to go
Down the road
Somewhere inside of me
There was something she took a liking to
And I asked her to marry me
She said she really wanted to
Down the road
To see what life’s gonna hold
Down the road
Her momma wants to know
If I washed in the blood or just in the water
Her daddy wants to know
If I make enough to take his daughter
Down the road
Before he can let her go
Down the road
Now down the street from here
There’s an engineer with an only son
And our baby girl says
She believes that he is the only one
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There’s a spirit of a storm in my soul
A restlessness that I can’t seem to tame
Thunder and lightning follow everywhere I go
There’s a spirit of a storm in my soul.
There’s a hurricane that’s raging through my blood
I can’t find a way to calm the sea
Maybe I’ll find someday the waters aren’t so rushed
Right now they’ve got the best of me
And oh, it’s been a long, long time
Since I had real peace of mind
So I’m just going to sit right here
In this old chair till this storm rolls by.
Oh, maybe it’s just the way I am
Maybe I won’t ever change
So I’m just going to sit right here
In this old chair and just soak up the rain.
There’s a spirit of a storm in my soul
Every time I think it’s gone away
Dark clouds gather, that old wind begins to blow
The sun’s going to shine someday I hope
There’s a spirit of a storm in my soul, in my soul.
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Verse 1
Last night downtown I was drinking the booze
Like it was going out of style
My whole head got light
I lost my eyesight
I ain’t been that drunk in awhile
Along about 1 I spotted a queen
And I started to make my move
Aw, she was believing every line I was laying
Lord I was just too cool
Well I thought I died and gone to heaven
But lord did I look like a fool
Last night I came in at 2 with a 10
But at 10 I woke up with a 2
Chorous
Last night I came in at 2 with a 10
But at 10 I woke up with a 2
I’ve got 20/20 vision when I ain’t drinking
But lord when I do I lose
I ain’t never gone to bed with an uglier woman
But I sure woke up with a few
Last night I came in at 2 with a 10
But at 10 I woke up with a 2
Verse 2
Well I made up my mind
I was never gonna find
Myself in that condition again
But here I sit on the same barstool
And just look at the shape I’m in
I done spotted me another queen
Sitting at a table alone
So I strolled on over and sat myself down
And asked if I can take her home
When she said yes, I thought I’d been blessed
But boy did I look like a fool
Last night I came in at 2 with a 10
But at 10 I woke up with a 2
Chorous
Last night I came in at 2 with a 10
But at 10 I woke up with a 2
I’ve got 20/20 vision when I ain’t drinking
But lord when I do I lose
I ain’t never gone to bed with an uglier woman
But I sure woke up with a few
Last night I came in at 2 with a 10
But at 10 I woke up with a 2
Now you may laugh
But if you’ve got the cash
I’ll bet you 10 to 1 you have too
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Verse 1
It was early one mornin’
Playa del Carmen
That’s when I first met Jose
He had a 12 foot Schooner
A 3 foot cooler
Full of the catch of the day
And he was wrinkled from grinnin’
From all of the sun he had been in
He was barefoot, cerveza in hand
He said “Gracias senor”, when I paid him too much for
All of the Snapper he had
Now I told him my friend it ain’t nothin’
In the best broken Spanish I knew
I said I make a good livin’
Back home where I’m from
He smiled and said Amigo me too
(Chorus)
He said I fish and I play my guitar
I laugh at the bar with my friends
I go home to my wife
I pray every night
I can do it all over again
Verse 2
Somewhere over Texas
I thought of my Lexus
And all the stuff I work so hard for
And all the things that I’ve gathered
From climbing that ladder
Didn’t make much sense anymore
They say my nest egg ain’t ready to hatch yet
They keep holding my feet to the fire
They call it paying the price
So that one day in life
I’ll have what I need to retire
(Chorus)
And just fish
And play my guitar
And laugh at the bar with my friends
And go home to my wife
And pray every night
I can do it all over again
And to think that I thought for a while there that I had it made
When the truth is I’m really just dying
To live like Jose
And just fish
Play my guitar
Laugh at the bar with my friends
Go home to my wife
Pray every night
I can do it all over again
Wouldn’t that be the life?
Wouldn’t that be the life?
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It's the third thatched roof on the right
Right beside crystal blue water
First wave of the day
Almost got away but my sail board caught her.
Funny, when you called I was thinking how good it'd be to see you again.
The key's in the conch shell, come on in.
Been here bout a month
Not doing much of nothin at all
Dogding man o wars
Man it's hard to get bored when you're having a ball
Make yourself at home, there's a good chance I'll be gone reeling on in
Girl, the key's in the conch shell, come on in.
Don't bring nothing but that sunshine smile
Come on baby stay a while, stay a while.
My favorite bar's in view
Work there a day or two just to cover my tab
Other than that, it ain't cost me a dime for the time I've had
The only thing I need is some company from where have you been?
Girl, the key's in the conch shell, come on in.
make yourself at home, there's a good chance I'll be gone reeling on in
Girl, the key's in the conch shell, come on in.
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Like an empty bottle washed up by the waves,
Like an old scooter slippin' slowly to it's grave,
Like ghosts of old sailors caught smowhere in time,
Like a lone palm watch the world unwind...
Nowhere to go and nowhere to be,
"Trinidad Charlie" on a stool next to me,
Readin' his book bout the "have" and "have-nots,"
In between chapters we take another shot.
And one by one we slide from reality,
With nowhere to go, and no where to be...
There's jerk chicken grillin' on the grill.
Sure feels good for some time to be still.
Even if its only for a little while.
Sight of the sails in the wind makes me smile.
Days turn into night,
When you're stuck in still life.
And you got nowhere to go and nowhere to be,
"Trinidad Charlie" on a stool next to me,
Readin' his book bout the "have" and "have-nots,"
In between chapters we take another shot.
And one by one we slide from reality,
With nowhere to go, and no where to be...
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Up in the morning
out on the job
work like the devil for my pay
lucky old usn
aint got nothing to do
roll around heaven all day
fuss with my woman
toil for my kids
sweat til i am wrinkled and grey
but that lucky old sun
aint got nothin to do
roll around heaven all day
dear lord above
cant you see im cryin
tears are in my eyes
send down a cloud with a silver lining
take me to paradise
show me that river
lead me across
and take all my troubles away
like the lucky old sun
ill have nothin to do
roll around heaven all day
dear lord above
cant you see im cryin
tears are in my eyes
send down a cloud with a silver lining
take me to paradise
show me that river
lead me across
and take all my troubles away
like the lucky old sun
ill have nothin to do
roll around heaven all day
but roll around heaven all day....
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