Tin Cup Chalice

I want to go back to the island

Where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'

Give me oysters and beer for dinner every day of the year

And I'll feel fine, I'll feel fine

'Cause I want to be there

I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there

With a tin cup for a chalice

Fill it up with good red wine

And I'm-a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine

Yeah, now the Sun goes slidin' 'cross the water

Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze

Salt air it ain't thin

It can stick right to your skin

And make you feel fine

It makes you feel fine

'Cause I want to be there

I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there

With a tin cup for a chalice

Fill it up with good red wine

And I'm-a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine

Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal

Get that Packard up and let's move

I want to be there before the day

Tries to steal away and leave us behind

I've made up my mind

'Cause I want to be there

I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there

With a tin cup for a chalice

Fill it up with good red wine

And I'm-a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine