Sturgill Simpson – Sea Stories (Guitar)

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Basic was just like paw paw said, "keep your mouth shut and you'll be fine" 

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Just another enlisted egg, in the bowl for uncle Sam's beater

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When you get to Dam Neck you hear a voice in your head saying "My life's no longer mine"

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Have you running with some SAD SOG BMF sin eaters

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Setting out on them high seas feels just like being born

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That first port call in Thailand feels like a pollywog turning nineteen

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They've got king cobras fighting in boxing rings and all the angels play Connect Four

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Seems like a sailor's paradise but turns out to be a bad dream

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Well you hit the ground running in Tokyo to Kawasaki to Ebisu

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Yokosuka, Yokohama, Shinjuku, Shibuya, Roppongi & Harajuku 

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On to Busan, Pohang, Pattaya to Phuket, Singapore to Kuala Lumpur

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Seeing damn near the whole damn world from the inside of a bar

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I got sea stories, and they're all true

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Might seem a bit far fetched, why would I lie to you

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Memories in ink forever stained still got salt runnin' through my veins

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I got sea stories, and my shell back too

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Sometimes sirens send a ship off course, horizon gets so hazy

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Maybe get high, play a little GoldenEye, on that ole 64

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And if you get sick, and can't manage to kick, and get yourself kicked out of the Navy

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And spend the next year trying to score from a futon, life raft on the floor 

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And the next fifteen trying to figure out what the hell you did that for 

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Well flying high beats dying for lies in a politicians war