By Larry Kaplan, used by permission
- I’m not tired of the wind, I’m not weary of the sea
But she’s probably had a bellyful of a damned old coot like me
I’m goin’ ashore, she’s bound for better days
But I’ll see her topsails flyin’ as I come down off the waves, ohChorus
Rosie get my Sunday shoes, Gertie get my walkin’ cane
We’ll take another walk to see old Alice sail again.
- Wish I had a nickel for the men I used to know
Who could load three cords of lumber in a half an hour or so
Who could put up sail by haulin’, ‘stead of donkeyin’ around
Then I’d be the poorest coaster man, this side of Edgartown.
- Any fool can run an engine, it takes brains to work a sail
Never seen no steamer make much good out of a gale
You can go an pay your taxes on the rationed gas you get
But at least to me, the wind is free and they haven’t run out yet.
- If I ever get back to her, you know I’d treat her just the same
Jibe her when I want to, sail in the freezing rain
Park old Alice on the beach and go dancin’ in the town
‘Cause a man who’s fit for hangin’ probably never will get drowned.