Luyện nghe bài hát Prince of Tides

Prince of
By: jimmy buffett, utley

Pat conroy, doc pomus and the people of dafuskie island already said it all. I am thankful for such inspiration.

"the sun, red and enormous, began to sink into the western sky. and simultaneously the began to rise on the other side of the river with it's own glorious shade of red, coming up out of
Trees like a russet firebird. the sun and the moon seem to acknowledge each other and moved in both apposition and concordance in a breath taking dance of light across the oaks and the palm
Father watched it and I thought he would cry again. he had to the sea, and his heart was a low country heart."

African drums are silent and the are poets at last
Out on dafuskie island, the bulldozers the past
And the low sinks, she can not swim
The dogwood feels the
the foursome plays on borrowed days in their alligator shirts

Now I realize who the prince of tides
How can you how it used to be
there's nothin' left to see

One they put a price on the sunset
And that got the world shaking
They rose from the grave both the and the brave
history was there for the makin'
And the winos surrounded the forming a frail human fence
And they shouted out to the roar of the crowd
"same old story, more dollars sense"

Now I realize who the prince of tides
How can you tell how it to be
When there's nothin' to see

Paperback novels young girls dream
And spending quieter days in the stream
With goodman, giovinno, and mac d
They were such good to me

(instrumental)

Yes and now I realize who killed the prince of
How can you tell how it to be
When nothin' left to see

Oh, and now I who killed the prince of tides
How can you tell how it to be
When there's left to see
left to see

Heaven knows but God
when to kill the prince of tides

You can dance (you can dance) dance (you can dance)
the guy (you can dance) who gives you the eye (you can dance)
And to hold you tight (you can dance)
You can smile (you can smile) smile (you can smile)
For the man ( you can smile) who your hand
the pale moonlight (you can dance, ba-dum)
But don't forget takin' you home
And in whose arms gonna be
Save the last for me

And beach music, music, beach music, just plays on...

--
"the white porpoise comes to me at night, singing in the of time, with a thousand dolphins in radiant attendance, bringing charismatic greetings from the prince of tides."