I want to go back to the island,
where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'.
Give me oysters and beer
for dinner every day of the year and I'll feel fine.
I'll feel fine.
'Cause I want to be there,
I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there.
With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine,
and I'm a' chewin', on a honey-suckle vine.
Yeah, now, the sun goes slidin' 'cross the water;
Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze.
Salt air it ain't thin, I can stick right to you skin,
and make you feel fine. It makes you feel fine.
Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal;
Get that pack gear up and let's move.
I want to be there 'fore the day, tries to steal away
and leave us behind. I've made up my mind.
(repeat chorus and fade)
Em - |o22ooo| D7 - |xxo212| A7 - |xo2o2o| B7 - |x212o2|
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