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Cover of a 1911 edition of Treasure Island - Charles Scribner's Sons // Captain Keitt - Howard Pyle // Capture of Blackbeard - Jean Leon Gerome Ferris (detail) // The Buccaneer was a Picturesque Fellow - Howard Pyle // A Pirate Looks at Forty - Jimmy Buffett
Squalls out on the gulf stream
Big storms coming soon
I passed out in my hammock
God, I slept way past noon
Stood up and tried to focus
I hoped I wouldn't have to look far
I knew I could use a Bloody Mary
So I stumbled next door to the bar
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on
There's something about this Sunday
It's a most peculiar gray
Strolling down the avenue
That's known as A1A
I was feeling tired, then I got inspired
And I knew that it wouldn't last long
So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
And then I made up this song
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on
Well, the wind is blowin' harder now
Fifty knots of there abouts
There's white caps on the ocean
And I'm watching for water spouts
It's time to close the shutters
It's time to go inside
In a week I'll be in gay Paris
That's a mighty long airplane ride
And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on
American Auto Trail-A1A Scenic & Historic Coastal Byway (Crescent Beach to Ormond-by-the-Sea FL)
American Auto Trail-A1A Scenic & Historic Coastal Byway (Crescent Beach to Ormond-by-the-Sea FL)
https://youtu.be/yPa3_ruegjI
This American auto trail explores the route of Florida Highway A1A south along the Atlantic Ocean.
I want to go back, to the islands
Where the shrimp boats are tied up to the pylons
Give me oysters and beer
For dinner every day of the year
And I'll feel fine, I'll feel fine
I want to be there
Want to go back down and lie beside the sea there
With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine
And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
Yeah now the sun goes sliding across the water
Sail boats they go searching for the breeze
Salt air it ain't thin
It can stick right to your skin, and make you feel fine
Makes you feel fine
I wanna be there
Wanna go back down and and get high by the sea there
With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine
And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
Yes and now you heard my strange proposal
So get that Packard up and let's move
I wanna be there before the day
Tries to steal away and leave us behind
I've made up my mind
And I wanna be there
I wanna go back down and die beside the sea there
With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine
And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
Yeah with a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with red wine
And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
And I wanna be there
I wanna go back down and die beside the sea there
With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine
And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
Yeah with a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with red wine
And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
I miss driving!!! I miss long dark roads to the lake!!! I miss making my way home!!! I miss parking under the right tree and watching the wind play in the leaves and kicking my feet up to read while the breeze flows between my window and the open window on the passenger side!!! I miss going down a new road every day and following it to the end!!! I miss singing so loud!!! I miss following the sunset to the ocean!!!