A Sailor's Christmas - Jimmy Buffett

Sail on the horizons gotta landfall rendezvous

Captain steers a well-known course, he steers straight &true

As he trims the sheets, he sings a song

He learned on boats and bars

Sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour 'neath the stars

He’s traveled through the doldrums, typhoons and hurricanes

He’s logged a million soggy miles with water on his brain

But Christmas is the season better suited for dry land

He’ll tell some lies, meet some spies

And dance barefoot in the sand

The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook

Caye con les, no work today, let’s shell the ol' log book

The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun

The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun.

There’s a party down at Le Selecte, music, rum and cheers

Faces in the shadows, God, I haven’t seen for years

A mast &shroud fill with lights

'Neath the waning of the moon

They’re an airy celebration in the realm of King Neptune.

The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook

Caye con les, no work today, let’s shell the ol' log book

The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun

The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun.

Jesus was a fisherman who walked upon the sea

The North Pole is ocean’s remote frozen balcony

The continents keep drifting but the children sing and play

'Cause nothing really matters, after all it’s Christmas day

The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook.

Vaye con les, no work today, he read it in a book

The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun

A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun

A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun

Havin' fun… havin' fun… havin' fun