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Song Info
Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
Peak #390
Peak in subgenre #87
Author
whoopeestinkindoo & me
Rights
2009
Uploaded
November 16, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 4:01
Story behind the song
whoopeestinkindoo asked for music to his words.
Lyrics
was caught in heavy wind, on an unknown rgged coast reefs were keeping me offshore and the storm was getting worse the bow was dipping under, no place to go but down those times you know, your life is in Gods hand between featherwhite breakers, a voice told me the way to this day I`m thankful for I`m sure my life was saved it led me through a passage where the water was calm `n I tied up at a fishermans dock in a Saltwater Pond Atop the rise with a spyglass sat an old and weary man his good wife stood beside him with a radio in her hand She said son the kettles boiling, and dinners on the way so sit awhile and listen too, what my good man has to say he said a mighty ocean calling me, right out in my front yard but my old boat lies on the shore, like me she is retired old and watherbeaten, our days have come and gone just a pile of memories, in a Saltwater Pond Son I am the lucky one, cause I know why you`re here I made one last plea to God, `n he answered my prayer so pull up to the table lad, then get a good nights rest so in the morning you might do, my one last request there`s a mighty ocean calling me, and the time has come at last you can load me aboard my boat, then light it up wth gas then you can cast the ashes, when its time for movin on one last voyage out to sea, from a Saltwater Pond (talking) so many, many years ago like yesterday it seems now I`m the one atop the rise with a spyglass and a dream with a mighty ocean calling me, rght out in my front yard But my old boat lies on the shore, like me she is retired old and watherbeaten, our days have come and gone just a pile of memories, in a Saltwter Pond
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