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Roger

Sometimes I sit in my backyard, I kick back and drink tea
I stare all the way to the ocean and dream of how it be
If I were a ship somewhere or an old fashioned sailor at sea
Or a stowed away pirate just down hiding and praying the law dont find me
Maybe I'd sail from chasing the great white whale
Oh without a sound, I'd run him aground then I'd old Ahab the tail
Yeah I'd bring old his tail

But I'm not a (sailor, outlaw, runaway),
I'm just a man stuck here in the promise
hard and living free
I'm a dreamer that's what I got, Oh but here goes one shot
I hope they're dreaming about me

I dream Im a cowboy around 1949
Id cross the border on horseback with a real close of mine
Id know we'd run trouble but Im sure its what we'd find
When you're out of the pan into the fire, who cares what you leave behind
I know i'd fall in love down and I'd probably end up in jail
When you fall in with a rich man's daughter, 'who's gonna go your bail
Ohhh i hate Mexican jails---

I'd love to go rafting the waters. the mighty Mississippi
I'd float around from town to town trouble then I'd give'em the slip
That water could me back to the days of old Huck Finn
I'd sleep all day and smoke all night and tricks on old Jim
Yeah I'd I'd like old Jim