Tin Cup Chalice Lyrics

I want to go back to the island
Where the shrimp boats tied up to the pylands
Give me oysters and beer for dinner every day of the
year
And I feel fine
I'll feel fine

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 red wine
I'll be chewing on a honeysuckle vine

Yea now the sun goes sliding 'cross the waters
sailboats they go searching for the breeze
salt air it ain't thin
it'll stick right to your skin
makes you feel fine
makes you feel fine

and I want to be there
wanto to go back down and get high by the sea there with a tin cup for a chalice
fill it up with good red wine
i'll be chewing on a honeysuckle vine

yes and now you've heard my strange proposal
so get that packard running and let's move
i want to be there for the day tries to steal away
and leave us behind

and i want to be there
i want to go back down and die beside the sea there
with a tin cup for a chalice
fill it up with good red wine
and i'll be chewing on a honeysuckle vine

yea with a tin cup for a chalice
fill it up with good red wine
and i'll be chewing on a honeysuckle vine

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