Back Before the Ice Melts
by Tanner Cove · Rock › Pop Rock · Made with Mureka · 0 plays
Prompt
Trop rock, country folk, warm baritone storyteller vocal, group singalong harmonies, strummed acoustic, pedal steel
Lyrics
Mm, hey now, mm, hey now Six a.m. at the fuel dock, gulls are fighting for my toast Captain needs a hand to haul a sailboat down the coast I told you I was running out to fetch a bag of ice Said I'd be home by noon, darlin', that was Tuesday, once or twice Oh, I'll be back before the ice melts Keep the porch light on and the lemonade cold I'll be back before the ice melts It's a mighty big bag, and I'm coming home Cook named Dub fries mullet and he sings off-key all day My neck is red as a lobster and my shirt's gone gray Bunk smells like bait and diesel, but I dream of your front stairs Your old dog on the cushion and your sandals everywhere Oh, I'll be back before the ice melts Keep the porch light on and the lemonade cold I'll be back before the ice melts It's a mighty big bag, and I'm coming home Well, the radio's out and the weather's fine And I've counted every wave, honey, one at a time He says I'm hopeless I'm not much good at saying it when the jokes run dry But I set my watch by your kitchen light in the evening sky The cooler's full of water now, the ice is long since gone But I'm still the one who loves you, and I'm still headed on Oh, I'll be back before the ice melts Keep the porch light on and the lemonade cold I'll be back, I'll be back, I'll be back before it melts Save my chair, I'm coming home Mm, I'm coming home