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Ocean Grace
The southwestern wind
it soon will blow again
blowin' steady at its pace.
And I'm traveling at the measure
of a lonely man's lecher
Sailing across the Ocean Grace
A heavy, heavy burden
on the last of my two dollars
hidden in the neck of my guitar case
and I'm trying to make a pastime
out of living off the last dime
sailing across the Ocean Grace
And you can count the goodbyes
With the tears in my eyes
rolling down this weathered face
with the pocket of a poor man
and the love of a woman
I'm sailing across the Ocean Grace
There's a cradle in the valley
of the Appalachian mountains
where the wood is split to crack in the fireplace
and the winter is a shepard
and she calls me with a soft word
sailing across the Ocean Grace
And the candle in the window
it flickers a reminder
the morning a sun will show its face
and a pally of the traveler
as in passing what he's after
sailing across the Ocean Grace
And the name is in the paper
and it reads across the pages
a sailor lost at sea without a trace
and I'm itching away the hot hand
as I'm stepping off the dry land
sailing across the Ocean Grace
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sailing across the Ocean Grace
as I'm stepping off the dry land
and I'm itching away the hot hand
a sailor lost at sea without a trace
and it reads across the pages
And the name is in the paper
sailing across the Ocean Grace
as in passing what he's after
and a pally of the traveler
the morning a sun will show its face
it flickers a reminder
And the candle in the window
sailing across the Ocean Grace
and she calls me with a soft word
and the winter is a shepard
where the wood is split to crack in the fireplace
of the Appalachian mountains
There's a cradle in the valley
I'm sailing across the Ocean Grace
and the love of a woman
with the pocket of a poor man
rolling down this weathered face
With the tears in my eyes
And you can count the goodbyes
sailing across the Ocean Grace
out of living off the last dime
and I'm trying to make a pastime
hidden in the neck of my guitar case
on the last of my two dollars
A heavy, heavy burden
Sailing across the Ocean Grace
of a lonely man's lecher
And I'm traveling at the measure
blowin' steady at its pace.
it soon will blow again
The southwestern wind
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