Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prince Of Tides, artist - Jimmy Buffett. Album song Hot Water, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1987
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Prince Of Tides |
--Spoken: |
«The sun, red and enormous, began to sink into the western sky. |
And |
simultaneously the moon began to rise on the other side of the river with its |
own glorious shade of red, coming up out of the trees like a russet firebird. |
The sun and the moon seem to acknowledge each other and they moved in both |
apposition and concordance in a breath taking dance of light across the oaks |
and the palms. |
My father watched it and I thought he would cry again. |
He had returned to the sea, and his heart was a low country heart.» |
African drums are silent and the Wingos are poets at last |
Out on Dafuskie Island, the bulldozers bury the past |
And the low country sinks, she can not swim |
The dogwood feels the hurt |
While the foursome plays on borrowed days in their alligator shirts |
Now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides |
How can you tell how it used to be |
When there’s nothin' left to see |
One night they put a price on the sunset |
And that got the whole world shaking |
They rose from the grave both the weak and the brave |
'Cause history was there for the makin' |
And the winos surrounded the condos forming a frail human fence |
And they shouted out loud to the roar of the crowd |
«Same old story, more dollars than sense» |
Now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides |
How can you tell how it used to be |
When there’s nothin' left to see |
Paperback novels make young girls dream |
And Judy’s spending quieter days in the stream |
With Goodman, Giovinno, and John Mac D |
They were such good friends to me |
(instrumental) |
Yes and now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides |
How can you tell how it used to be |
When there’s nothin' left to see |
Oh, and now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides |
How can you tell how it used to be |
When there’s nothin' left to see |
Nothin' left to see |
Heaven knows but God decides |
Just when to kill the Prince of Tides |
You can dance (you can dance) every dance (you can dance) |
With the guy (you can dance) who gives you the eye (you can dance) |
And wants to hold you tight (you can dance) |
You can smile (you can smile) every smile (you can smile) |
For the man (you can smile) who holds your hand |
Beneath the pale moonlight (you can dance, ba-dum) |
But don’t forget who’s takin' you home |
And in whose arms you’re gonna be |
Save the last dance for me |
And beach music, beach music, beach music, just plays on… |
-- Spoken: |
«The white porpoise comes to me at night, singing in the river of time, |
with a thousand dolphins in radiant attendance, bringing charismatic greetings |
from the Prince of Tides.» |