"Oceanside" lyrics - THE DECEMBERISTS

THE DECEMBERISTS
"Oceanside"
(Colin Meloy)

Sweet Anabelle
As seen reclining on an ocean swell
As the waves do lather up to lay her down
Till she's fast and sleeping

Oh well
I guess I'm something of a ne'er-do-well
Who fell asleep at the pealing of the steeple bell
I'm on track and keeping

But oh
If I could only get you oceanside
To lay your muscles wide
It'd be heavenly

Oh
If I could only coax you overboard
To leave these lolling shores
To get you oceanside
Oceanside

At rising tide
You're looking fresher than a July bride
We're picking up what our mothers always stigmatized
The field is right for reaping

Oh well
I guess I'm something of a ne'er-do-well
Even though that's something I could never do well
I'm on track and keeping

But oh
If I could only get you oceanside
To lay your muscles wide
It'd be heavenly

Oh
If I could only coax you overboard
To leave these lolling shores
To get you oceanside

Oceanside