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
Down The Road
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
Everybody Wants To Go To Heaven
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
(Feat. Dave Matthews)
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 thank my lucky stars that I'm alive and well...
It'd be easy to add up all the pain
And all the dreams you sat and watched go up in flames
Dwell on the wreckage as it smolders in the rain
But not me... I'm alive
Key's In The Conch Shell
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
Nowhere To Go, Nowhere To Be
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 somewhere 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,
Spirit Of A Storm
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
Ten With A Two
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
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
Way Down Here
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