Il testo della The downeaster alexa

Well i'm on the downeaster "alexa"
And i'm cruising through block island sound,
I have charted a course to the vineyard
But tonight i am nantucket bound.

We took on diesel back in montauk yesterday
Left this morning from the bell in gardiners bay,
Like all the locals here i have had to sell my home
Too proud to leave i worked my fingers to the bone.

So i could own my downeaster "alexa"
And i go where the ocean is deep
There are giants out there in the canyons
And a good captain can't fall asleep.

I got bills to pay and children who need clothes
I know there's fish out there but where god only knows,
They say these waters aren't what they used to be
But i got people back on land who count on me.

So if you see my downeaster "alexa"
And if you work with the rod and the reel,
Tell my wife i am trolling atlantis
And i still have my hands on the wheel.

Now i drive my downeaster "alexa"
More and more miles from shore every year
Since they told me i can't sell no stripers
And there's no luck in swordfishing here

I was a bayman like my father was before
Can't make a living as a bayman anymore,
There ain't much future for a man who works the sea
But there ain't no island left for islanders like me.