Paroles de Tin Cup Chalice

I want to go back to the island Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin' Give me oysters and beer for dinner every day of the year And I'll feel fine, I'll feel fine 'Cause I want to be there I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there With a tin cup for a chalice Fill it up with good red wine And I'm-a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine Yeah, now the Sun goes slidin' 'cross the water Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze Salt air it ain't thin It can stick right to your skin And make you feel fine It makes you feel fine 'Cause I want to be there I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there With a tin cup for a chalice Fill it up with good red wine And I'm-a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal Get that Packard up and let's move I want to be there before the day Tries to steal away and leave us behind I've made up my mind 'Cause I want to be there I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there With a tin cup for a chalice Fill it up with good red wine And I'm-a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine