Track 3 of the EP Boots by the Door · 2012
Off-Season Lonesome Beach Bar
“A beach bar in the off-season with half its bulbs gone dark. It was lonely and lovely at the same time.”
country · off-season country · dreamy twang · 3:15
Lyrics
Tiki torches leaning in the wind Half the bulbs gone dark A bartender named Marguerite Sweeping sand across the park Sign says open, sign says closed It changes with her mood I took the stool by the cracked jukebox And she slid me something cool Winter on the water Honey, that's all right Sway, sway, in the off-season air Nobody's looking, nobody cares The band's a radio, the crowd's a cat And the sunset's still got that Sway, sway, with the ocean low Slow as a tide with nowhere to go I'll take the lonesome beach bar Where the quiet's all mine There's a fisherman with his coffee cup Telling a tale of the one that got away A woman in a yellow raincoat Dancing with the grey Marguerite turns the jukebox up Plays a tune from sixty-three We all just sway a little In our own sweet company Winter on the water Honey, that's all right Sway, sway, in the off-season air Nobody's looking, nobody cares The band's a radio, the crowd's a cat And the sunset's still got that Sway, sway, with the ocean low Slow as a tide with nowhere to go I'll take the lonesome beach bar Where the quiet's all mine Summer brings the sunburn crowds Loud and bright and bold But I like the way the evening hums When the story's getting old Pour me one more for the road And the road can wait a while Sway, sway, in the off-season air Nobody's looking, nobody cares The band's a radio, the crowd's a cat And the sunset's still got that Sway, sway, with the ocean low Slow as a tide with nowhere to go I'll take the lonesome beach bar And the quiet, and the smile Sway, sway The quiet, and the smile