Lying in the gutter
I cut the cord from my mother
She pat me on the head and say
Go to sea boy, get to sea man.
She comin’ to my house
Trouble trouble trouble
Go to sea boy, get to sea man
My luck in the gutter black
I guess I’m running back
To you
You in my brain; you in my heart
You in my brain; you in my heart
Long wind jammers
Sailing on the oceans
The cold breeze blowing yeah
Go to sea man, son don’t come back
My luck in the gutter black
I guess I’m running back
To you
You in my brain; you in my heart
You in my brain; you in my heart
Lying in the gutter
I got the go-ahead from my mother
She pat me on the head and say
Go to sea boy, get to sea man.
My luck in the gutter black
I guess I’m running back
My luck in the gutter black
I guess I’m running back
My luck in the gutter black
I guess I’m running back
To you
You in my brain; you in my heart
You in my brain; you in my heart
You in my brain; you in my heart