We'll sit and watch the sun go down
See the waves wash to and fro
The [bad word] by sailboat slow

We'll anchor at the sight of land
Never doing all the things we planned
The sun sinks down way below

You pushed a man overboard
In the middle of a stormy sea
The wind blows high the palm trees moan

I think about you night and day
I'm sorry when I hear you say
The coast is clear we'll head for home