Downeaster Alexa Lyrics

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Well I'm on the Downeaster "Alexa"
And I'm cruising through Block Island Sound
I have charted a course to the Vineyard
But tonight I am Nantucket bound

We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday
And left this morning fromhe bell in Gardiner's Bay
Like all the locals here I've had to sell my home
Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone

So I could own my Downeaster "Alexa"
And I go where the ocean is deep
There are giants out there in the canyons
And a good captain can't fall asleep

I've got bills to pay and children who need clothes
I know there's fish out there but where God only knows
They say these waters aren't what they used to be
But I've got people back on land who count on me

So if you see my Downeaster "Alexa"
And if you work with the rod and the reel
Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis
And I still have my hands on the wheel

Now I drive my Downeaster "Alexa"
More and more miles from shore every year
Since they told me I can't sell no stripers
And there's no luck in swordfishing here

I was a bayman like my father was before
Can't make a living as a bayman anymore
There ain't much future for a man who works the sea
But there ain't no island left for islanders like me

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Well I'm on the Downeaster "Alexa" 
And I'm cruising through Block Island Sound 
I have charted a course to the Vineyard 
But tonight I am Nantucket bound 
 
We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday 
And left this morning fromhe bell in Gardiner's Bay 
Like all the locals here I've had to sell my home 
Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone 
 
So I could own my Downeaster "Alexa" 
And I go where the ocean is deep 
There are giants out there in the canyons 
And a good captain can't fall asleep 
 
I've got bills to pay and children who need clothes 
I know there's fish out there but where God only knows 
They say these waters aren't what they used to be 
But I've got people back on land who count on me 
 
So if you see my Downeaster "Alexa" 
And if you work with the rod and the reel 
Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis 
And I still have my hands on the wheel 
 
Now I drive my Downeaster "Alexa" 
More and more miles from shore every year 
Since they told me I can't sell no stripers 
And there's no luck in swordfishing here 
 
I was a bayman like my father was before 
Can't make a living as a bayman anymore 
There ain't much future for a man who works the sea 
But there ain't no island left for islanders like me

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