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Oh Lord, I have travelled and oh I have roamed,
And my shoes are all worn out and my clothes are all torn;
And it's hard to remember the places I've been,
And there's no way of counting half of my friends.
Now I'm down by the ocean, down by the bay,
Don't try to drag me away;
I'm down by the ocean, I'm down by the shore,
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Well I've traveled the prairies and the lone western towns,
Spent long lonesome mornings in big factory towns;
And chuckled at quarrels over two spoken tongues,
Lived wildly and freely when life it was young.
But now I'm down by the ocean, down by the bay,
Don't try to drag me away;
I'm down by the ocean, I'm down by the shore,
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Some day when I'm crazy and my eyes they just stare,
I might find my body a long way from here;
Well just burn me and throw me in a river that's long,
Let me flow to the ocean to the words of this song.
I'm down by the ocean, down by the bay,
Don't try to drag me away;
Down by the ocean, down by the shore,
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Let me sleep to the sound of its roar.
Recorded by Buddy Wasisname and the Other Fellers (Nods 'N' Winks, trk15, 1988, and The Serious Stuff, trk#14, 2001, Third Wave Productions, Gander, NL).
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