Letra Oceanside de The Decemberists original

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.
& oh, if I could only coax you overboard,
To leave these lulling shores,
To get you oceanside.
Oceanside. Oceanside. oh.

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.
Oh, if I could only coax you
Overboard,
To leave these lulling shores,
To get you oceanside.
Oceanside. Oceanside. oh.