(Based on "Driving Into the Sun" by Pepper Coyote)
(NOTE: Replace instruments with an accordion)
Riding the winds on an overseas route
Sailing due west in clandestine pursuit of new
Riches and wenches and illicit fun
I find myself sailing into the sun
Pull down my cap as the glare makes me cringe
Try to steer clear of the glaring orange
Ball of blinding white light that in my eyes has run
As I find myself sailing into the sun
CHORUS
Well yo ho! It has to get better
At least I can squint as I coast on along
But I will not be sunk, lads! I've only begun
As I find myself sailing into the sun
Down past my brim, the bright ball sinks too low
When Heaven be praised, for look yonder! LAND HO!
But my mirth, it would seem, had too quickly begun;
Where did the coastline go? All I see is the sun
CHORUS
Flotsam and jetsam and carnage surround
What's left of my ship after it ran aground
Well my seafaring days, for a time they are done
As I do repairs, swearing up at the sun
CHORUS x2
(NOTE: Replace instruments with an accordion)
Riding the winds on an overseas route
Sailing due west in clandestine pursuit of new
Riches and wenches and illicit fun
I find myself sailing into the sun
Pull down my cap as the glare makes me cringe
Try to steer clear of the glaring orange
Ball of blinding white light that in my eyes has run
As I find myself sailing into the sun
CHORUS
Well yo ho! It has to get better
At least I can squint as I coast on along
But I will not be sunk, lads! I've only begun
As I find myself sailing into the sun
Down past my brim, the bright ball sinks too low
When Heaven be praised, for look yonder! LAND HO!
But my mirth, it would seem, had too quickly begun;
Where did the coastline go? All I see is the sun
CHORUS
Flotsam and jetsam and carnage surround
What's left of my ship after it ran aground
Well my seafaring days, for a time they are done
As I do repairs, swearing up at the sun
CHORUS x2