Robert Johnson Howard - Slack Tide Lyrics

Murky waters, Things I can't see
Waiting on Currently, rolling out over me
Changing Direction, hardly making a sound
Ain't got no objection, when you come around
Harbor, coastline, bayou bay, Slack Tide is coming twice a day

Slack Tide, Slack Tide
Slack Tide, Slack Tide

Sunny days, burning off the haze
It's a 180-degree, free ride on drifting seas
Hazy, lazy, dead and calm
Timeless seas help me carry on
Nothing moves me like the soul in her tease
It just goes to show you that the moons got a hold on to me.

Slack Tide, Slack Tide
Slack Tide, Slack Tide

She goes her way and he goes his
So sad, too bad that's just the way it is
The slack tide low always aims to please
But that slack tide high brings me to my knees
Flotsam and jetsam come what may
Sands of time, wash it all away

Slack Tide, Slack Tide
Slack Tide, Slack Tide
Slack Tide, Slack Tide
Slack Tide, Slack Tide