Band:Buddy Wasisname
Album: The Series Stuff
I suggest a soft easy sturmming, better sound! If you know the song you know how great it is. Have fun!
Just to wake up in the morning to the quiet of the cove
And hear aunt Bessie talking to herself.
And to hear poor uncle John mumbling wishes too old now
It made me feel like everything was fine.
I was born down by the water, it's here I'm gonna stay
I've searched for all the reasons why I should go away.
Course I haven't got the thirst for all those modern day toys
So I'll just take my chances with those saltwater joys.
Following the little brook, as it trickles to the shore
In the autumn winds the trees are flaming red.
Kicking leaves that fall around me, watching sunset paint the hills
It's all I'll never need to feel at home.
This island that we cling to has been handed down with pride
But folks that fought to live here, taking hardships all in stride.
So I'll compliment her beauty, hold on to my good-byes
And I'll stay, take my chances with those saltwater joys.
How can I leave those mornings, with the sunrise on the cove
And the gulls like fly's surrounding Clayton's wharf.
Platters island wrapped in rainbow, in the evening after fog
The ocean smells are perfume to my soul.
Some go to where the buildings reach to meet the clouds
Where warm and gentile people turn to swarm and faceless crowds.
So I'll do without their riches, Glamour and the noise
And I'll stay, take my chances with those saltwater joys.
Bridge
Some go to where the buildings reach to meet the clouds
Where warm and gentile people turn to swarm and faceless crowds.
So I'll do without their riches, Glamour and the noise
And I'll stay, take my chances with those saltwater joys