Alright!
Don't the sun look good goin' down over the sea?
Don't the moon look good, mama, shinin' down through the trees?
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss
Well, I've just been to the baggage car where the engine is bein' doffed
And if I don't make it, you know my baby will
Don't the coast chap look good, baby, sittin' on his madman's knees?
Don't my gal look fine when she's comin' after me?
I snap out forty compasses, sure dunno what they cost
Yeah, but if I die on top of the hill