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Climbing from the ocean |
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She rises from the tide |
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Beckons to the sailors |
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Looking for a guide. |
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Her eyes shine like a lighthouse |
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Her hair is like the wind |
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That sends all of our ships away |
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And pulls them back again. |
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From the seaports of Alaska, |
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The damp of Puget Sound |
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Down the coast of California |
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San Francisco bound |
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Seven years hiding, |
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A dozen on the run |
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Tell the truth, it breaks my heart |
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To see what I've become. |
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Tamalpais, Tamalpais |
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Crouched among the clouds |
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Waves break on our backs |
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I call her name out loud. |
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The mountain she's sitting |
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Listening to the sea, |
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Patient as my lover's eyes |
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Waiting there for me. |
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From the cabin on her shoulder |
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The ocean opens wide |
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Golden Gate down below |
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Arching 'cross the tide |
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There's no time like a sunrise |
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To make me long for home, |
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Skipping 'cross that lonesome ocean |
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Wonderin' why I roam. |
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Sails are full of wind now |
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The captain's mind's at ease, |
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Boys are throwing Liar's Dice |
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And caution to the breeze. |
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There's gold in other mountains, |
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Oil in other sands, |
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But my mind won't be rested, Lord, |
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Until my boots touch land. |
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Climbing from the ocean |
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She rises from the tide |
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Beckons to the sailors |
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Looking for a guide. |
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Her eyes shine like a lighthouse |
[03:25.30] |
Her hair is like the wind |
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That sends all of our ships away |
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And pulls them back again. |