The Decemberists - Oceanside lyrics

Sweet Annabelle
As seen reclining on an ocean swell
As the waves do lather up to lay her down
'Til she's fast and sleeping oh well
I guess I'm something of a ne'er do-well
Who fell asleep at the pealing
Of the steeple bell i'm on track and keeping

But oh, if I could only get you oceanside
To lay your muscles wide, it'd be heavenly
And oh, if I could only coax you overboard
To leave these lulling shores
To get you oceanside oceanside, oceanside

At rising tide
You're looking fresher than a July bride
We're picking up what our
Mothers always stigmatized
The field is right for reaping oh well
I guess I'm something of a ne'er do well
Even though that's something I
Could never do well i'm on track and keeping

But oh, if I could only get you oceanside
To lay your muscles wide, it'd be heavenly
And oh, if I could only coax you overboard
To leave these lulling shores
To get you oceanside oceanside, oceanside