The Coast

A family of musicians took shelter for the night In the little harbor church of St. Cecilia Two guitars, bata, bass drum and tambourine Rose of Jericho and Bougainvillea This is a lonely life Sorrows everywhere you turn And that's worth something When you think about it That's worth some money That's worth something When you think about it That is worth some money A trip to the market A trip into the pearl gray morning sunlight Settling over Washington A trip to the market A trip around the world Where the evening meal Is negotiable, if there is one. This is a lonely life Sorrows everywhere you turn And that's worth something When you think about it That's worth some money That's worth something When you think about it That is worth some money To prove that I love you Because I believe in you Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast If I have money If I have children Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast Oh-wah oh-wah Doo-wop a Doo-wah Summer skies and stars are falling All along the injured coast Oh-wah oh-wah Doo-wop a Doo-wah Summer skies and stars are falling All along the injured coast We are standing in the sunlight The early morning sunlight In the harbor church of St. Cecilia To praise a soul's returning to the earth To the rose of Jericho and the Bougainvillea To prove that I love you Because I believe in you Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast If I have money If I have children Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast If I have weaknesses Don't let them blind me now Summer skies, stars are falling All along the injured coast Oh-wah oh-wah Doo Wop a Doo Wah Summer skies, stars are falling Leaving the shadow of the valley behind me now All along the injured coast Oh-wah oh-wah Doo Wop a Doo Wah Summer skies and stars are falling All along the injured coast Oh-wah oh-wah Doo Wop a Doo Wah