He drove his old bass boat From the bay in Duluth Down through the nose of the Wolf To the east and the south and the paw And he felt the years of tears in his eyes And is ears felt the bite of the wind As it blew back his silver hair But he clung to the shore With a dog's sense of fear
And the name of his daughter Seemed to sigh from the sigh from the motor As he brought it down to half And the bay turned the color of roses in summer And the evening sun fingered the earth
When he found her under the old bay bridge Her dress had snagged on along And he reached down the cold of her arm But his eyes and mouth were dry And he stared up through the grates and the steel At the tourist cars going by And he lifted her up and laid her down For the long ride home into the wind
And the name of his daughter Seemed to cry from the motor As he brought it up to full And the bay seemed to shimmer From oil on the water And the silver moon pulled at the shore
Credits: from the album Front Porch Rebellion, released July 31, 2012 Music and Lyrics by Charlie Cheney Charlie Cheney - Guitar & Vocals Craig Van Otteren - Mandolin & Vocals Vickie Van Otteren - Washboard & Vocals
Recorded live 02/03/2012 at Makin' Sausage Studios in Milwaukee WI Recorded by Steve Hamilton.