where the wind goes, baby,
Blowing south at Corpus Christi Bay.
A little house on the ocean maybe,
a yellow dog as lazy as the day.
I'll hang my lone star flag
on the boat dock in the breeze.
Take my suitcase full of troubles
and drop them in the sea and let them go.
Let them roll with the flow
Where they wash up, I'll never know
Let them tie it in the undertow
No more worries on my mind
fix it up, paint cafe on the side.
Catfish and coast long weekdays,
Maybe I'll sneak out just
Cast my line into the water
And see how many I can catch
Let them roll with the flow
Where they wash up I'll never know
Let them hide in the undertow
No more worries on my mind
And toss your cares outside
let them roll with the flow
Where they wash up, we'll never know
Let the tide and the undertow,
No more worries on your mind