[ Originally by Crosby, Stills & Nash ]
Got out of town on a boat for the southern islands
On a reach before a following sea
We were making for the trades on the outside
On the downhill run to Papeete
On this headed off wing lie the Marquesas
We got eighty feet of waterline nicely making way
In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you
But on the midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away
Think about (think about) how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me, larger voices calling
What Heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten
I have been around the world
Looking for that woman, girl
Who knows love can endure
And you know it will
You know it will
When you seen the southern cross for the first time
You understand just why you came this way
'Cause the truth you've be running from is so small
But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a coming day
And I'm heading all the way, my dreams are dying
And my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain
I have my ship and all her flags are a-flying
She is all I have left and music is her name
Think about (think about) how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me, larger voices calling
What Heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten
I have been around (I have been around)the world
Looking, looking, looking for that woman, girl
Who knows love can endure
And you know it will
You know it will
So we cheated and we tried and we tested
And we never failed to fail, it was the easiest thing to do
You will survive being bested
Somebody strong comes along, makes me forget, forget about loving you
And the southern cross
Woo, yeah
(Thank you)
(Not only are we, uh, happy to see y'all)
(Thirty-five thousand, two hundred, twenty-five of you out there tonight)
(We appreciate this)
(We also are broadcasting this tonight live on Radio Margaritaville)
(As we do all of our shows, free of charge, tonight)
(And we'll continue to do so all summer)
(So it's not only going out to Wisconsin and the great Midwest)
(We're going around the world tonight, Parrot Head)
(I wish I had a pencil dent)
