The sun at the door, all ready to warm, must take it cool
I take out my boat, I all day would float, out in the sun
The city is dust, work if we must, to get our pay
The dark water by, and fish in the sky, sun in my hand
The sun 6 o'clock already too hot, and take it cool
The silly dog lies, and the flies and the flies, no go with boat
My toes in the sand, to lazy to stand, and wear my bows
Just swing with the fog, and sing with the sun, sun and sand
Sing a song, sun and sand
Sing a song, sun and sand
Sing a song, sun and sand
Sing a song, sun and sand
Sing a song, sun and sand
Sing a song, sun and sand