BEACHCOMBER BLUES
MUSIC BY BRAJER, VAN TREEK, HARS…2003
HE AWOKE UNDER THE BOARDWALK, A GUITAR IN HIS HAND,
HE FELL ASLEEP WITH A GIRL IN THE SAND.
THE SUN WAS BLINDING, THE OCEAN WAS CLEAR,
HE THOUGHT IT WAS TIME FOR AN ICE COLD BEER.
BUT NOW HE COULDN’T EVEN FIND HIS SHOES,
HE’S GOT A CASE OF THE BEACHCOMBER BLUES.
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE COULDN’T EVEN FIND HIS SHOES.
HE WENT TO A PLACE THAT REALLY ROCKS,
AND OPENED THE DOOR TO THE CHATTERBOX,
BEFORE HE BECAME A TOTAL WRECK,
HE AND RONNIE, THE SURFER, WENT TO THE AZTEC.
BUT NOW HE COULDN’T EVEN FIND HIS SHOES
HE’S GOT A CASE OF THE BEACHCOMBER BLUES.
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE COULDN’T EVEN FIND HIS SHOES.
NOW HE’S HIT EVERY SINGLE BAR IN TOWN,
A LOCAL LEGEND, HE GOT AROUND.
BUT NOW HE COULDN’T EVEN FIND HIS SHOES,
HE’S GOT A CASE OF THE BEACHCOMBER BLUES.
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE’S GOT THE BEACH COMBER BLUES,
HE COULDN’T EVEN FIND HIS SHOES.