Jimmy Buffett - A salty piece of land

^AI was listening for answers That I could not really hear ^AWhen the words of a wise old Indian Put a conch shell to my ear And I ^Dtook off for the ocean I was searching for the coast Painting ^Apictures of my vision With the words from grandma ghost ^EHiding from the dragons Riding for the sea Singing ^Dballads from my childhood "A pirate's life for me" ^ESurvivors seem to function best When peril is at hand ^DWhen a song of the ocean Meets a salty ^Bm7piece of ^Aland

I was ^Aforce-fed my religion But I somehow saved my smile ^ASo I tapped into my instincts As I headed to'ards exile ^DCleopatra did not own a barge But a schooner was her home ^AShe has centuries of stories And there's wisdom in her bones ^EShe was on a sacred mission And she told me of a place ^DWhere a man can hide forever But never lose his face So I ^Esaddled up my seahorse With a fly-rod in my hand I was not ^Dlooking for salvation Just a salty ^Bm7piece of^A land

Some nights ^ACayo Loco shimmers Like the stars up in the sky ^AAnd the seabirds they do touch and go’s As the world just tangos by But there are ^Dtimes when she is hidden Beneath the wild and crashing waves And the ^Apatron saint of lightening Keeps the sailors from their graves ^ESome say it is a blinding sword Pointing out into the sea While ^Dothers say her guiding light Leads to'ards eternity Still I ^Esit in contemplation And I just don't understand This ^Dmysterious attraction Of this salty ^Bm7piece of ^Aland Still I ^Esearch the constellations And the tiny grains of sand Where the ^Dsong of the ocean Meets the salty ^Bm7piece of ^Aland