Island - My Bubba

Will circle your island ‘til I find your bay

I’ll crawl through the seaweed to knock on your door

Walk barefeet on the broken clam shells, mile after mile

It’s cold and windy at the seaside

Yet here I am

I’ll go and saddle the cannons

I’ll round up the seals

We’ll lay down your anger, so soft and neat

‘Cause there is only one word and it needs to be cried:

I I I I’m sorry — for letting you down

I see so many seahorses

They all say the same thing

Bow down your neck and wait, it’s not too late

Sing soft and sweet, honey drizzle if you dare

Climb around that angry bear, charm him like a millionaire

I’ll go and saddle the cannons

I’ll round up the seals

We’ll lay down your anger, so soft and neat

‘Cause there is only one word and it needs to be cried:

I I I I’m sorry — for letting you down

Island man, take my tan

Shake me around and drop me in your cocktail, dear

I’ll go and saddle the cannons, I’ll round up the seals

We’ll lay down your anger, so soft and neat

‘Cause there is only one word and it needs to be cried:

I I I I’m sorry — for letting you down