I packed up my truck an' everything I I my goodbye's and threw away my 'phone, I didn't know where I was goin', so I drove. of Miami, down through the Keys, Road fin'lly when I hit the sea. Sent a postcard home sayin': "Don't y'all worry me."
I'm holding back the ocean, sure the breeze keeps blowin'. Watchin' over the at night, the sun shines bright in the morning. I ain't worried 'bout a thing, your gold watches and your brass rings. I'm tired of goin' the motions: I'm just holding the ocean.
bikinis an' long blonde hair, An' you can taste the in the air. People laughin' and actin' they don't have a prayer. twenty-four seven at my new occupation. Don't even earn a dime but I wouldn't it: I'm workin' overtime on permanent vacation.
I'm just back the ocean, Makin' the breeze keeps blowin'. over the stars at night, Till the sun shines in the morning. I ain't 'bout a damn thing, Keep your gold watches and brass rings. I'm tired of goin' through the I'm holding back the ocean.
It's up to you what you do with life. I'll be mine.
I'm just holding the ocean, Makin' the breeze keeps blowin'. over the stars at night, Till the sun shines in the morning. I ain't 'bout a damn thing, Keep your gold watches and brass rings. I'm of goin' through the motions: I'm holding back the ocean.
I'm tired of through the motions: I'm just holding the ocean.