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The Texas coastline hold her close |
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Just like a lady |
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And in their time they've |
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Weathered a storm or two. |
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The river feed her waters |
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Like I feed your memory. |
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The deeper I go the more I'm turning blue. |
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The sandy beaches drift in time |
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And the changing tide I know |
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Won't bring me back to yesterday |
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And the Gulf of Mexico. |
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The sails out on the water |
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Will come take you away. |
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When your ship comes in |
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I know its time to go |
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And the waves along the seawall |
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Tell me nothings here to stay |
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And no man is an island |
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But I'm still all alone. |
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I'm weighing anchors from the past |
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As the south winds start to blow |
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Sailing out of yesterday |
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And the Gulf of Mexico. |
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I'll be sailing out of yesterday |
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And the Gulf of Mexico... |
