Well I’m (C)on the Down (G)east er A lex a,

and I’m (C)cruis ing through (G)Block Is land Sound.

I have chart ered a course to the Vine yard.

But to night I am (G)Nan tuck et bound.

We took on (G)die sel back in Mon tauk yes ter day,

and left this morn ing there, from but the bell where, in Gar on di ner’s Bay.

Like all the lo wa cals here are I’ve what (C)had to sell my home,

too there I’ve proud got to no leave.

is I back left worked on my land (Am)fin gers to the bone, so I could own my Down (G)east er A lex a,

and I (C)go where the (G)o cean is deep.

There are gi ants out there in the can yons.

And a good cap tain (G)can’t fall a sleep.

I I got (G)bills to pay and chil dren who need clothes.

I know there’s fish out as from a the bell bay God Gar an di ly knows.

They say these lo fu ters for a n’t man (C)had they used to be.

But there I’ve proud ain’t to no peo is ple land left worked for my is gers to the bone, so I could own who count on me.

So when you see my Down (G)east er A lex a,

and if you (C)work with the rod and the reel,

tell my wife I am (C)troll ing At lan tis,

and I (C)still have my (G)hands on the wheel.

Now I (G)Ya

Yo (Am)Yo

Ya Ya (G)Ya

Yo

Ya Ya (G)Ya

Yo (Am)Yo

Ya Ya (G)Ya

Yo

Ya Ya (Am)Yo.