Alejandro Escovedo Follow

She wasn't young, she wasn't old
She was simply the most beautiful woman he had ever seen
The captain's hands
They never held another woman again

He was always seen carrying a bag
A bag of bones, a dusty beer
And the faded outline of a tattooed tear
And the faded outline of a tattooed tear

Sometimes the moonlight spills
Across the ocean
And it reminds him
Of his lover's hair

But then sometimes the ocean surrounds him
Wraps her arms around him and tries to drag him down
Amongst the treasures that still remain there
When the night is full

You can hear him sing
This song

Gone, gone those days are gone
They're bound to time and they keep draggin' on
I gave you my best and now that's gone
And what I got left you couldn't lean on

Gone, gone those days are gone
Gone, gone, gone
And so on