Yawl Riding A Swell



You wore your white hat
I wore black
You rode the prow for a while
I watched your back

And the blue churning ocean
Cured our heads and soaked us through

That's what I'm talking about
Happy now, there's no doubt
Yawl riding a swell

Well no sharks cruise these waters
No pirates sail on these seas
And the ever changing horizon
Just brings you closer to me

That's what I'm talking about
Happy now, there's no doubt
Yawl riding a swell

Oh come on now darling
I can barely lift you now
The rock you always wanted
Is tied to your feet
Still precious somehow


Lyrics by:
Squire

Available on:
Marshall's House (3.07)

Details:

Yawl Riding A Swell (1935) by Edward Hopper.


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