Cape Dory

Still dreaming of the thicketed field Salty marsh fed by the tidal stream Look down the flush Sleeping deep in the brush The night brings the hush I can hear the current Hidden by the knees of the cypress trees The insects chirping underneath the lea

Coconut Grove is a very small cove Separated from the sea by a shifting shoal We didn't realize that we had arrived at high tide, high tide Will we make it out alive? Oh When all the fishermen were working at night Not even once did we see a light We

Been reaching for my baby Close-hearted with my darling I'll hold the sheet tight, keeping watch through the night I will be there, I promise to take good care of you Been reaching for my baby Close-hearted with my darling I'll be holding you tight,