Lyric Downeaster Alexa

Well, I m on the Downeatser Alexa
And I m cruising through Block Island Sound
I have charted a course to the Vineyard
But tonight I m Nantuket bound

We took on diesel back in Montauk today
And left this morning from the bell in Gardiner s Bay
Like all the locals here I ve had to sell my home
Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone

So I could own my Downeaster Alexa
And I go where the ocean is deep
There are giants out there in the canyons
And a good captain can t fall asleep

I ve got bills to pay and children who need clothes
I ve known there s fish out there but where God only knows
They say these waters aren t what they used to
But I ve got people back on land who count on me

So if you see my Downeaster Alexa
And if you work with the rod and the reel
Tell my wife I m trolling Atlantis
And I still have my hands on the wheel

Now I drive my Downeaster Alexa
More and more miles miles from shore every year
Since they ve told me I can t sell no stripers
And there s no luck in swordfishing here

I was a bayman, like my father was before
Can t make a living as a bayman anymore
There ain t much future who works the sea
There ain t no island left for islanders like me