South Coast Of Texas

(álbum: The South Coast Of Texas - 1981)

The south coast of Texas is a thin slice of life
It' s salty and hard it it stern as a knife
Where the wind is for blwon' up hurricanes for showing
The snakes how to swim and the trees how to lean

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The shrimpers and their ladies are out in the beer joints
Drinking em down for they sail with the dawn
They're bound for the Mexican Bay of Campche
And the deck hands are singing adios Jole Blon

There's snowbirds in search of that sunshine and night life
And fond of greasing palms down the beach as they're going
This living on the edge of the waters of the world
Demands the dignity of whooping cranes and
The likes of Gilbert Roland

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In the cars of my youth how I tore thru those sand dunes
Cut up my tires on them oyster shell roads
But nothing is forever say the old men in the shipyards
Turning trees into shrimp oats Hell I guess they ought to know

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