Passing Through Ilwaco
Passing through Ilwaco, I was looking for a taco,
I met a girl named Rita all the same.
She took me down the coast, till I burnt her morning toast, she left me with a dollar and my name.
Moved into Astoria, I met a girl named Gloria, she liked the drink and all the legal weed. As they say in Goonie town, some funky all went down, I sold my boat then I had to leave.
I made it down to Netard Bay, met a friend named Ely May, found a place, thought that's where I'd stay. Her baby daddy came to town I lost a tooth with my last gold crown picked it up then walked into the day.
Pacific city I found luck
There were no names, but holly F*#k
I remember the face,
She taught me things, and that's all I have to say
I was pondering the Meadow breeze
When a pretty girl named Louise
Grabbed me tight
And we sure fell in love
Now wet got a corner store
I'm not traveling nomore
Now we fish as long as we please.
Sittin on the Oregon shore
I ain't got no cares no more
Life is what you get along the day
Sleeping in a secret spot
Sinking pots with buoyed knots
I won't live this dream any other way
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