Houseboat on the Georgia Coast

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Houseboat on the Georgia Coast ©2015 Robert George BMI

Useta drop in at that Qwik-Stop
Lots of evenings after work
And that gal behind the counter
Useta smile n chat n flirt
Once I stopped in just to see her
Grab some chips and Tylenol
I said, “Honey, what the hell,
I guess you might as well
Ring me up a PowerBall”

Though that ticket didn’t make me no tycoon
It sure helped me drift away beneath the moon

In a houseboat on the Georgia coast
Drinkin’ sweet Jamaican rum
Takin’ sundown as it comes
Starlight pokin’ through the fog like porpoise fins
List’nin’ to a whale song on the midnight winds
In a houseboat on the Georgia coast

Though I’m thankful for my blessings
Folks’ve talked behind my back
They say if I’d won the jackpot
There’d be nothing that I’d lack
Sure, I might’ve had some diamonds
And a mansion with a pool
But instead I bought a boat,
And my home free mansion floats
On an endless salty jewel

And at night I’d tip my jug and ride the tide
Yet the night sky knew I wasn’t satisfied

With a houseboat on the Georgia coast
Drinkin’ sweet Jamaican rum
Takin’ sundown as it comes
Starlight pokin’ through the fog like porpoise fins
List’nin’ to a whale song on the midnight winds
In a houseboat on the Georgia coast

Well, the ocean is a lonely world
Men like me were meant to share the sea
I went back and asked that counter girl
If she’d like to sail away with me

In a houseboat on the Georgia coast
Drinkin’ sweet Jamaican rum
Takin’ sundown as it comes
Starlight pokin’ through the fog like porpoise fins
List’nin’ to a whale song on the midnight winds
In a houseboat on the Georgia coast

Now her dark hair’s blowin’ in the midnight wind
When I fell in love with her my ship came in…