The southwestern wind
it soon will blow again
blowin' steady at its pace.
And I'm traveling at the measure
of a lonely man's lecher
Sailing across the Ocean Grace
A heavy, heavy burden
on the last of my two dollars
hidden in the neck of my guitar case
and I'm trying to make a pastime
out of living off the last dime
sailing across the Ocean Grace
And you can count the goodbyes
With the tears in my eyes
rolling down this weathered face
with the pocket of a poor...
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