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Cold Beers and Tight Lines
by Copperhead Jones


Lyrics Writer: Zack Jones


Lyrics

VERSE 1

 

A place I learned to fish

A paradise I sure do miss

Sanibel had the clout

But that’s not we’re about

 

A sailor’s dream

Crack at noon charter

A fisherman’s stream

We ran that water

 

 

CHORUS 1

 

I guess a pirate’s life for me

Drinkin’ my cares away

Out on that open sea

It was St. James City

That was full of memories

It’s a damn good time

Cold beers and tight lines

 

 

VERSE 2

 

I wanna fish on the sea

With a beer in my hand

But that mangrove caught me

Then the boat hit the sand

That prop got tore up

The hull was flooded

So I put clear in my cup

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHORUS 2

 

I guess a pirate’s life for me

Drinkin’ my cares away

Out on that open sea

It was St. James City

That was full of memories

It’s a damn good time

Cold beers and tight lines

It was a damn good time

Cold beers and tight lines

 

 

BRIDGE

 

A ragged ass saloon

We always left too soon

I can’t wait to get back there again

Can’t you hear it in the wind

 

 

CHORUS 3

 

I guess a pirate’s life for me

Drinkin my cares away

Out on that open sea

It was St. James City

That was full of memories

It’s a damn good time

Cold beers and tight lines

 

It was a damn good time

Cold beers and tight lines