The 94s - Smooth Sailing

Well I'm a cheat, and I'm a liar
I'm a low-down dirty shame
Back on the bread line for the millionth time
And I'm the only one to blame
Well I guess I should have seen it coming
It was a written as clear as day
I'm heading south to the sun with a bottle of rum
And Imma drink till I feel okay

Give me smooth sailing, give me open roads
Let me know the feeling of sand under my toes
Let me play in a band playing gigs in the sand
Where you don't need too many clothes
Give me smooth sailing, give me open roads

Well I burned one too many bridges
Then set the whole damn river aflame
And I've been bumming around this one horse town
Without a penny to my name
But I still got my six string
And won a ticket down to Cayman Bay
So my bag is packed and even looking back
No one's asking me to stay

Give me smooth sailing, give me open roads
Let me know the feeling of sand under my toes
Let me play in a band playing gigs in the sand
Where you don't need too many clothes
Give me smooth sailing, give me open roads

Now I'm not saying I'm any better than the rest of you
In fact I'm a jerk and I'm allergic to work
So I beg and borrow just to get through
But I do have a certain charm
That I'm quick to employ
See my philosophy is that life should be required to enjoy

Give me smooth sailing, give me open roads
Let me know the feeling of sand under my toes
Let me play in a band playing gigs in the sand
Where you don't need too many clothes
Give me smooth sailing, give me open roads
Give me smooth sailing, give me open roads

Written by:
James Cuff

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