Chorus:
I wanna be there
Wanna go back down and lie
beside the sea there
With a tin cup for a chalice,
fill it up with good red wine
And I'm a' chewin' on a honeysuckle
vine
Yeah now, the sun goes slidin'
'cross the water
Sailboats they go searchin'
for the breeze
Salt air it ain't thin
It can stick right to your
skin and make you feel fine
Makes you feel fine
Chorus:
I wanna be there
Wanna go back down and a'
get high by the sea there
With a tin cup for a chalice,
fill it up with good red wine
And I'm a' chewin' on a honeysuckle
vine
Yes and now you heard my strange
proposal
So get that Packard up and
let's move
I wanna be there before the
day
Tries to steal away and leave
us behind
I've made up my mind
Chorus:
And I wanna be there
I wanna go back down and die
beside the sea there
With a tin cup for a chalice,
fill it up with good red wine
And I'm a' chewin' on a honeysuckle
vine
Coda:
Yeah with a tin cup for a
chalice, fill it up with good red wine
And I'm a' chewin' on a honeysuckle
vine
Again... To Miss Jane
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