Mermaids In The Sun
He kept a home in Dublin
And one in Santa Fae
But the ocean was his mistress so he lived in St. John's Bay
Where he could see the tide come rising
With great ships that rode the waves
The seaside was his comfort and he loved her flirting ways
Then one day in November
As the tide began to rise
He watched in pure amazement at the joy that caught his eyes
He could see two mermaids swimming
And they waved him to jump in
This waters fine one cried out
While the other one just grinned
He half thought for a moment
Then he began a full paced run
His heart now set for swimming
With two mermaids in the sun
The tide was steady rising
As he swam into the surf
He knew he was invited to some new exotic turf
The churning waves they caught him
As the mermaids laughed for joy
They loved the gray haired codger acting like a little boy
They waited as they reached him
And then each one grabbed an arm
The old boy was so smitten that he never seemed alarmed
That old boy was my brother
And I've never heard from him again
But there's witnesses who tell me
That young mermaids eat old men
So now I live in Dublin
I keep a home in Santa Fae
But I won't go near the ocean
I stay at home to play
And one in Santa Fae
But the ocean was his mistress so he lived in St. John's Bay
Where he could see the tide come rising
With great ships that rode the waves
The seaside was his comfort and he loved her flirting ways
Then one day in November
As the tide began to rise
He watched in pure amazement at the joy that caught his eyes
He could see two mermaids swimming
And they waved him to jump in
This waters fine one cried out
While the other one just grinned
He half thought for a moment
Then he began a full paced run
His heart now set for swimming
With two mermaids in the sun
The tide was steady rising
As he swam into the surf
He knew he was invited to some new exotic turf
The churning waves they caught him
As the mermaids laughed for joy
They loved the gray haired codger acting like a little boy
They waited as they reached him
And then each one grabbed an arm
The old boy was so smitten that he never seemed alarmed
That old boy was my brother
And I've never heard from him again
But there's witnesses who tell me
That young mermaids eat old men
So now I live in Dublin
I keep a home in Santa Fae
But I won't go near the ocean
I stay at home to play
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