I wanna go back to the island where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'

Give me oysters and beer for dinner every day of the year

And I'll feel fine I'll feel fine

Cause I wanna be there I wanna go back down and lie beside the sea there

With a tin cup for a chalice fill it up with apple wine

And I'm chewin' on a honeysuckle vine



Oh the sun goes slidin' cross the water and sailboats are searchin' for the breeze

Yeah salt air it ain't thin I can stick right to your skin

And make you feel fine it makes you feel fine

I wanna be there I wanna go back down and get high by the sea there

With a tin cup for a chalice fill it up with apple wine

And I'm chewin' on a honeysuckle vine



And now you heard my strange proposal get that pack gear up and let's move

I wanna be there before the day tries to slip away

And leave us behind I've made up my mind

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 apple wine

And I'm chewin' on a honeysuckle vine

Yeah w a tin cup for a chalice fill it up with apple wine

And I'm chewin' on a honeysuckle vine