Track 2 of the album Last Ferry Across · 2024
Ferry Whistle, Slow Hips, Salt Air
“A Saturday ferry with a fiddle and a fella on spoons. Everybody danced on the deck, and nobody fell in.”
country · deck-party country · salt-air groove · 4:16
Lyrics
Saturday ferry, the deck's got a band Fiddle and a fella on spoons You in your shirt with the sleeves rolled up Asking me to dance to the tune I said I don't dance, you said neither do I Then we both swayed anyhow The boat kept rocking, we kept the time Nobody's watching us now Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Honey, I don't care where we're going Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Just keep the rhythm flowing The water's doing half the dance We're only holding on Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Let the evening run long The sun's a peach going down in the bay Seagulls steal the last of the fries You hum along in the crook of my neck Off key and perfectly wise Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Honey, I don't care where we're going Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Just keep the rhythm flowing The water's doing half the dance We're only holding on Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Let the evening run long When we reach the other side We'll step off like we never danced But I'll remember the swaying deck And the way you took your chance Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Honey, I don't care where we're going Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Just keep the rhythm flowing The water's doing half the dance We're only holding on Ferry whistle, slow hips, salt air Let the evening run long Slow hips, salt air Let the evening run long