Camping Down By the Shore
Camping Down By The Shore, Waiting For The Son To Rise
Pulls our Hopes Daylight Islands Now Appear
Time prevails Night Is Gone Chased by Son in the Sky
Back Far Back, From A Place I Saw, Silver And Golden Islands I Have Known.
Mackinaw Son Bring Me Back; Bridge Motors people Dash Up, Let's Not Rush And Waist Our Chances. Pull Out Your Maps with The Sun Star LIght we'll Go
They'll Give Us a Hope that grows with the Morning light;
They'll help us to know and show where our Parents led.
Look how The Islands Glow, .... Mackinaw Michigan's The Place sure I know
Camping Down By The Shore, Waiting For The Son To Rise
Pulls Our Hopes daylight Islands now appear.
time Prevails night is Gone Chased by Son In the Sky
Back Far Back from A place I Saw
Silver And Golden Islands I have Known
Till We've Skippered And Anchored Safe Again At Home!
Camping Down By The Shore!
Copyright © Mike Reed | Year Posted 2023
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