Song Description
About an old hippy singer named Dave Bonefish contemplating his life in Southernmost USA.
| Song Length |
3:02 |
Genre |
Folk - General |
Lyrics
Exile on Duval St.
We?re all friends and neighbors birds with broken wings
We ran out of land running from the same things
Welcome to the party go on grab a seat
We?ll celebrate our exile on Duval St.
I came down in ?68 trying to stay young
Back then I dodged the draft now I don?t know what I?m hiding from
For years now I?ve been crazy from the heat
So I drink to my exile on Duval St.
My time on the water didn?t change my ways
Rummed out and sunburned is how I spend my days
Now I wake up decades later to the only life I know
Sometimes I get sad but I never let it show
I just raise my glass up down in the Florida Keys
And I drink to my exile on Duval St.
Let?s all take a drink to our exile on Duval St.