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The Tropical Depression
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A story about a rickety ol' seafood on stilts on the shores of the Gulf of Mexico
acoustic beach redneck key west buffett troprock palm trees
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Tropical Tunes , Redneck Blues and baby boomer ballads
I grew up by the ocean and can't live without it. I need palm trees and sand between my toes. I need that ocean breeze and the smell of salt air. My latest CD, my 3rd, is about the things I love and me getting back to my musical roots. My last CD was written with Cap't Ron T. Smith and two of my favorite songs with his lyrics are included on "I Got it Made!".
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #548
Peak in subgenre #55
Author
Leo Dean
Rights
2004 KnuckleHead Music
Uploaded
March 17, 2005
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 4:10
Story behind the song
I played many places like this on the gulf and on the east coast of the U.S.
Lyrics
The Tropical Depression © 2004 Leo Dean Cable spools on a deck out back, nothing fancy just an old wood shack Hidden from the tourists, down on the Gulf of Mexico. It was my favorite waterin’ hole. A salty little place where all the locals go, on a warm Florida evening When they’re out for a stroll. Late at night when the sun went down, the water was still and the air was clear, And you can hear the sound, of a six string guitar. Playin’ Jerry Jeff Walker and some Bocephus too, a little Jim Morris And his big bamboo. While the lights of the oil rigs twinkled out towards New Orleans. Down an Oyster shell path and cross the parking lot, brought back memories Of times that I thought, were over, like an old faded photograph. But now that neon sign cast an eerie glow, backwards on the dark water below, In that salty mirror, the place where all the locals go. The Tropical Depression, seafood bar and grill The Tropical Depression, my favorite place on the Gulf Of Mexico. Good friends meet there on Saturday night. Drink Sangria wine in the pale moonlight, Sneak a little smoke, on the downwind side of the deck. Singer takes a break and we lean on the rail, See shrimp boats passin’ with nets like sails, And I’m glad to be here, on the Gulf Of Mexico. Well I’ve sailed the Atlantic Ocean , the Carribean tooo , And I’ve swam the clear waters of Honolulu And I’ll tell ya what I know. I love the Gulf of Mexico. An playin’ Jerry Jeff Walker and some Leo Dean too, a little Jim Morris And the big bamboo. While the lights of the oil rigs twinkled out towards New Orleans. While the lights of the condo’s twinkled out across Tampa Bay.
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