Lyrics of
My Kind Of Day On Padre

winnabegos and airstreams all headed north in a line,
friends and relations on a coastal vacation I sure hope they had a good time
theyre going back to the places goin back to the race
theyll come down again theres no doubt
its the end of the season its a pretty good reason for me to be
headed down south
down to laguna madre cruisin over the causeway theres nobody here,
the coast is all clear its my kind of day on Padre.
the seven 'leven is empty theres no tshirts for sale,
the condos are clear and they boarded the windows ready for the winter's for
skiing, guess Im here cause Im a nautical dreamer aint got a boat so I'll
take the isle, makin friends with the seagulls and pickin up seashells
not another tourist for miles.
Chorus
think I'll see whats shakin in port a stop by shortys and have me a round.
one old skipper and a few bay shrimpers talkin bout the fish they aint found
then the old man raises his glass, trembles as he speaks of the pier
now theyre all gone you know it wasnt that long ago remember when the
tarpon were here.
Chorus
think Im gonna stay on padre, its my kind of day on Padre
ENJOY!