Out among the stars I sail, way beyond the moon In my silver ship I sail, a dream that ended to soon Now I know exactly who I am and what I'm here for
I took a worthless trip Down life's avenue Just to try to find a way to smile again While I was on my way I met a wise man who said That happiness you
I am sailing, I am sailing Home again 'cross the sea I am sailing, stormy waters To be near you, to be free I am flying, I am flying Like a bird 'cross
Well I'm sailin', sailin' Like a sail boat on the sea Well I'm sailin', sailin' Like a sail boat on the sea Well I'm just sailin', sailin' People, from
Words and music by bob seger Like the wind that carried ahab To a far, more distant shore, To a shipwreck that was certain Long before. I can see
I hear you calling, calling me on your telephone, yeah Saying you don't want to sleep alone 'Cause you're so scared in the middle of the night All night
Imagine sailing solo around the world Only to find you've missed a continent out And as your happy turns choppy and tidal wave swirls You're wondering
Sailing homeward, it's time to go home, Over the ocean of life we must roam. And when you get there, say hello for me, For I've a long, long way to go
Evened it out all along sailing outdoors By the sun came through the shore now I'll lie in-doors for a long day lean on the ocean burn all the skies
I am sailing, I am sailing Home again, 'cross the sea I am sailing stormy waters To be near You, to be free I am sailing, I am sailing Home again, 'cross
Wind in my sails, I lived for days No water, no food, it was good I didn't mind, no, nowhere to be Nothing to see except me Only fear Can make you feel
In a town in southernmost Sicily Lived a family too proud to be poor In the year that fever took father away They hastened for American shores Now a mother
Felt a pang late one afternoon I was fishin' off Muir beach With Larry LaLonde And I started to chew Grabbed a tuna salad sandwich Pretty soon Ler's
Here they come Here come the bastards I heard it from a confident - Who heard it form a confidant They're definately on their way There's one with this
As I stand in the Shower Singing Opera and such Pondering the possibility that I Pull the pud too much There's a scent that fills the air Is it flatus
I just can't seem to blend Into society I have no hope for this dim Simplicity of law and order By whose rules I see no rhyme in the reason I hold no
Jerry was a race car driver And he drove so goddamned fast He never did win no checkered flag But he never did come in last Jerry was a race car driver
Shut up you bastards!
