Gulf of mexico — Black Clint

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Gulf Of Mexico by: Clint Black

The Texas coastline hold her Close just like a lady

And in their time they've Weathered a storm or two.

The river feed her waters like I Feed your memory.

The deeper I go the more I'm Turning blue. The sandy beaches drift in time And the changing tide I know Won't bring me back to yesterday And the Gulf of Mexico. The sails out on the water will Come take you away.

When your ship comes in I know Its time to go

And the waves along the seawall Tell me nothings here to stay

And no man is an island but I'm Still all alone. I'm weighing anchors from the past As the south winds start to blow Sailing out of yesterday And the Gulf of Mexico. I'll be sailing out of yesterday And the Gulf of Mexic.