The Last Boat Of The Day
© Hank Cochran/Red Lane
The long distance love affair,
We just had on the phone,
Left me with "Don't worry darlin',
I'm on my way home. "
So break out the champagne,
We've got good love on the mend.
I know you're comin' tomorrow,
I hope I can make it till Then.
I could be fishin',
Or robbin' the sea of her shells.
Instead I'm here wishing for you,
And feelin' like hell.
Watchin' my last day alone,
Slowly come to an end.
I know you're comin' tomorrow,
I hope I can make it till Then.
The last boat of the day,
It comes and it goes.
The sun sets on the last chance,
To hold you tonight, I suppose.
But you'll be on the next one,
I hope I can make it till then.