Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cowboy Boots & Bathin' Suits, artist - Jerry Jeff Walker. Date of issue: 05.07.2006
Song language: English
Cowboy Boots & Bathin' Suits |
| We’ve been here a week or so, |
| Now it’s finally time to go. |
| Can’t believe how quickly time has flown, |
| Packin' up the bathin' suits, |
| Getting out the cowboy boots, |
| That’s a sign we must be going home… |
| Time just stopped for a little while, |
| We were part of a tiny island. |
| Made a lot of friends we’ll keep for life. |
| When we get back home to Texas, |
| And they ask us what we missed most, |
| I’ll shrug my shoulders, and I’ll smile… |
| Early mornings on the long boat dock, |
| Drinkin' coffee as the sun comes up |
| Lazy days napping in the big deck chair. |
| Late night dancing in the front street bar, |
| Walking home underneath the stars, |
| Man it’s like some dream we live down here… |
| Last night we ate conch and lobster. |
| Mark said it was his favorite dinner, |
| Maybe even the best one of his life. |
| Dining underneath the stars |
| Chilean wine and Cuban cigars, |
| I smiled at him and said you could be right… |
| And he got real quiet, and he said you know, |
| hell I worked hard all my life, |
| I made a lot of dough. |
| I’ve been everywhere, |
| I don’t think it gets any better than down here. |
| I mean the warmth and love of the people here, |
| No crime, no hate, or fear |
| I don’t think I’m ready for the world waiting for me back there… |
| I need me just… |
| One more morning on the long boat dock, |
| Drinking coffee as the sun comes up, |
| Drinking bilikin beer in the big deck chair. |
| Late night dancin' in a front street bar, |
| Makin' love under the stars, |
| Man it’s like some dream we live down here… |
| Walking home underneath the stars, |
| Hearing voices from that empty bar, |
| Man it’s like some dream we live done there… |
| We’ve been here a week or so, |
| Now it’s finally time to go. |
| Can’t believe how quickly time as flown. |
| Packin' up the bathin' suits, |
| gettin' out the cowboy boots, |
| That’s a sign we must be goin' home… |