CF
The south coast of Texas, that's a thin slice of life
GC
It's salty and hard, it is stern as a knife
F
Where the wind is for blowin' up, hurricanes for showin'
GC
Snakes how to swim and trees how to lean
F
And the shrimpers and their ladies are out in the beer joints
CG
Drinkin' 'em down for they sail with the dawn
F
They're bound for the Mexican bay of Campeche
CGC
And the deck hands are singin' "Adios, Jole Blon"
CF
There's snow birds in search of that sunshine and nightlife
GC
Fond of greasin' palms down the beach as they're goin'
F
Ah, this livin' on the edge of the waters of the world
G
demands
The dignity of whoopin' cranes and the likes of Gilbert
C
Roland
Chorus:
CF
In the cars of my youth, how I tore through those sand dunes
GC
And cut up my tires on them oyster shell roads
F
But, nothin' lasts forever say the old men in the shipyards
G
Turnin' trees into shrimp boats; hell, I guess they oughta
C
know
Chorus:
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.