Low Tides Blues

 

Low tide blues, low tide blues

I got them low tide blues.

When a woman’s got your heart by the balls

There’s not much you can do.

Low tide blues, low tide blues

I got them low tide blues.

Under the rays of the sun the sand is exposed

To shrivel and die like the proverbial rose.

Low tide blues, low tide blues

I got them low tide blues.

When the surf floods back at the end of the day

All those troubles will be washed away.

 

August 11, 2009

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