Oceanside lyrics

Sweet Anabelle
As seen reclining on an ocean swell
As the Waves do lather up
and lay her down
`til she`s and sleeping
Oh well
I guess I`m something of a neer-do-well
who fell asleep at the pealing of the steeple bell

I`m on track and keeping but oh
If I could only get you ocean side
stretch your muscles wide
it`d be heavenly
And Oh
If I could only coax you overboard
to leave these lolling shores
and get you oceanside.

At Rising tide
You`re looking fresher than a July bride
We`re picking up what our mothers always stigmatized.
The field is right or reaping
Oh well
I guess I`m nothing but a neer-do-well
(Even though that`s something I could never do well)
I`m on track and keeping.
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