Cowboy Boots & Bathing Suits Teclado

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We've been here a week or so 
C 
Now it's finally time to go 
G                                  D 
Can't believe how quickly time has flown 
G 
Packin' up the bathin' suits 
C 
Getting' out the cowboy boots 
G                D             G 
That's a sign we must be going home 
 
Time just stopped for a little while 
We were part of a tiny island 
Made a lot of friends we'll keep for life 
When we get back home to Texas 
And they ask us what we missed most 
I'll shrug my shoulders and I'll smile 

C 
Early mornings on the long boat dock 
G 
Drinkin' coffee as the sun comes up 
Am        D                       G 
Lazy days napping in the big deck chair 
C 
Late night dancing in the front street bar 
G 
Walking home underneath the stars 
Am                 D                  G 
Man it's like some dream we live down here
 
 
Last night we ate conch and lobster, Mark said it was his favorite dinner 
Maybe even the best one of his life, Dining underneath the stars 
Chilean wine and Cuban cigars, I smiled at him and said you could be right 
And he got real quiet, and he said you know, hell I worked hard all my life 
I made a lot of dough, I've been everywhere 
I don't think it gets any better than down here 
I mean the warmth and love of the people heZe, no crime, no hate, or fear 
I don't think I'm ready for the world waiting for me back there 
 
I need me just: 
Chorus 
 
One more morning on the long boat dock, drinking coffee as the sun comes up 
Drinking Bilikin beer in the big deck chair, late night dancin' in a front street bar 
Makin' love under the stars, man it's like some dream we live down here 
Walking home underneath the stars, hearing voices from that empty bar 
Man it's like some dream we live done there 
We've been here a week or so, now it's finally time to go 
Can't believe how quickly time as flown, packin' up the bathin' suits 
Gettin' out the cowboy boots, that's a sign we must be goin' home....