dancers fall in love, children play
seagulls fly to and fro, o’er the
Gulf of Mexico
dancers fall in love, children play
seagulls fly to and fro, o’er the
Gulf of Mexico
to suddenly rewrite a map that we don’t need to change
I won’t obey a bully who tramples on what’s good
and I’ll never do his bidding, I don’t believe I should.
to suddenly rewrite a map that we don’t need to change
I won’t obey a bully who tramples on what’s good
and I’ll never do his bidding, I don’t believe I should.
when first I set my eyes upon the Gulf I came to know
there’s really no good reason to change its name of old
the Gulf of Mexico is fine, no matter what we’re told.
when first I set my eyes upon the Gulf I came to know
there’s really no good reason to change its name of old
the Gulf of Mexico is fine, no matter what we’re told.
soft waves keep the beat, palm trees
clouds drift on high, sinking sun,
red sky, day is done
soft waves keep the beat, palm trees
clouds drift on high, sinking sun,
red sky, day is done
shared with our good neighbors not so far away
someone once decided a name so apropos
a name that makes me happy, the Gulf of Mexico
shared with our good neighbors not so far away
someone once decided a name so apropos
a name that makes me happy, the Gulf of Mexico