Cowboy Boots And Bathing Suits

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We've been here a week or so
C
Now it's finally time to go
G                                  D
Can't believe how quickly time has flown
G
Packin' up the bathin' suits
C
Getting' out the cowboy boots
G                D             G
That's a sign we must be going home


G
Time just stopped for a little while
C
We were part of a tiny island
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Made a lot of friends we'll keep for life
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When we get back home to Texas
C
And they ask us what we missed most
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I'll shrug my shoulders and I'll smile


[Chorus]

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Early mornings on the long boat dock
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Drinkin' coffee as the sun comes up
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Lazy days napping in the big deck chair
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Late night dancing in the front street bar
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Walking home underneath the stars
Am                 D                  G
Man it's like some dream we live down here


[Instrumental]

C  G  D  G   x2


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Last night we ate conch and lobster,
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Mark said it was his favorite dinner
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Maybe even the best one of his life,
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Dining underneath the stars
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Chilean wine and Cuban cigars,
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I smiled at him and said you could be right


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And he got real quiet, and he said you know,
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Hell I worked hard all my life, I made a lot of dough,
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I've been everywheres
                                            D
I don't think it gets any better than down here


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I mean the warmth and love of the people here,
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no crime, no hate, or fear
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I don't think I'm ready
          D                         G
for the world waiting for me back there


I need me just...

[Chorus]

C
One more morning on the long boat dock,
G
drinking coffee as the sun comes up
Am               D                    G
Drinking Bilikin beer in the big deck chair,
C
late night dancin' in a front street bar
G
Makin' love under the stars,
Am                  D                  G
man it's like some dream we live down here


C
Walking home underneath the stars,
G
hearing voices from that empty bar
Am                 D                  G
Man it's like some dream we live done there


G
We've been here a week or so
C
Now it's finally time to go
G                                  D
Can't believe how quickly time has flown
G
Packin' up the bathin' suits
C
Getting' out the cowboy boots
G                D             G
That's a sign we must be goin' home...