Well my voice ain't nearly gruff enough, I'm just a little thing,
But I'll never forget when Nicole said "anyone can sing,"
No doubt she didn't mean punk rock but try telling me now,
'Cause someone let me up here and there's no getting me down,
Oh yes I know, why the sound feels like gold in my veins
Oh yes I know, why my feet just wanna spin like hurricanes
Well I never worked the fishery but when I left the Rock,
Well I made myself a captain and went workin' on the docks,
And in the after hours when we're fighting just to stand,
Guaranteed you'll find me with a guitar in my hand,
Oh yes I know, why the sound feels like gold in my veins
Oh yes I know, why my feet just wanna spin like hurricanes
Trace my tree back far enough I know there's gotta be,
A bunch of ragged scallywags who belted on the sea,
'Cause even in her final days when she lost her memory,
She never lost that alto voice, she sang Ave Mari-a
Oh yes I know, why the sound feels like gold in my veins
Oh yes I know, why my feet just wanna spin like hurricanes
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Oh yes I know, why the sound feels like gold in my veins
Oh yes I know, why my feet just wanna spin like hurricanes
Oh yes I know, why the sound feels like gold in my veins
Oh yes I know, why my feet just wanna spin like hurricanes