Well Im on the Downeaster Alexa And Im cruising through Block Island Sound I have charted a course to the Vineyard But tonight I am Nantucket bound We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday And left this morning from the bell in Gardiners Bay Like all the locals here Ive had to sell my home Too proud to leave Ive worked my fingers to the bone So I could own my Downeaster Alexa And I go where the ocean is deep There are giants out there in the canyons And a good captain cant fall asleep Ive got bills to pay and children who need clothes I know theres fish out there but where God only knows They say these waters arent what they used to be But Ive got people back on land who count on me So if you see my Downeaster Alexa And if you work with the rod and the reel Tell my wife I am trawling Atlantis And I still have my hands on the wheel Yeah yo [x4] Now I drive my Downeaster Alexa More and more miles from shore every year Since they tell me I cant sell no stripers And theres no luck in swordfishing here I was a bayman like my father was before Cant make a living as a bayman anymore There aint much future for a man who works the sea But there aint no island left for islanders like me
Posted on: Thu, 30 Oct 2014 21:26:44 +0000