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Oh so many years ago when I was just a boy |
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I believed in the sea and all her treasures to behold |
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And the stories that my father told of lingcod five feet long |
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And so I would kiss my mother's cheek in the dark and out the door |
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Well I'd make me way for ??? along a rocky shore |
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??? and ocean's spray and the days were so long |
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Up before the dawn again, the days were so long |
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I try my luck on Fodder's Rock, past the point of hope |
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I trick and drift Eagle's Cliff in my little row boat |
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With the current's will deciding the tide into the night |
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I was rowing against the wind |
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And the waves were so strong |
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And that bay was so long |
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And the years passed by, but it has not been too long to remember |
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And the years passed by, but it has not been too long to remember |
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Woah -- remember |
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Rowing down Little Blue in a full moon's light |
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Sandy Bay and her lemonade, high tide |
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A little shiner in the deep, in the moonlight |
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Up before the stars again, late after it's dark |
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Preying on a ??? fish that 9 foot shark |
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A little shiner on her side, in the moonlight |
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Where them bottom-feeders feed there's no sleep tonight |
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And the years passed by, but it has not been too long to remember |
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And the years passed by, but it has not been too long to remember |
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No -- to remember |
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Rowing out in Little Blue in a full moon's light |
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Sandy Bay and her lemonade, high tide |
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Little shiner in the deep, in the moonlight |
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Where them bottom-feeders feed there's no sleep tonight |
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And the years passed by, but it has not been too long to remember |
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And the years passed by, but it has not been too long to remember |
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Woah -- remember |
