By: jimmy buffett
1974
Nautical wheelers who call themselves sailors
Play fiddle tunes under the stars
Petticoats rustle, workin shoes scuffle
Shuffle on down to the bar
Where the jukebox is blastin and the liquor is flowin
An occasional bottle of wine
Thats cause everyone here is just more than contented
To be livin and dyin in three-quarter time
Chorus:
And its dance with me, dance with me, nautical wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come on and dance with me, dance with me, nautical wheelers
I want so badly to go
Well, the left footll follow
Where the right foot has travelled
Down to the sidewalks unglued
Into the streets of my city so neat
Where nobody cares what you do
Sonias just grinnin and phil is ecstatic
Mason has jumped in the sea
And Im hangin on to a line from my sailboat
All nautical wheelers save me
Chorus:
And its dance with me, dance with me, nautical wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come on and dance with me, dance with me, nautical wheelers
I want so badly to go
Well the sunrisell bring on
Sleep thats escaped us
Everyones off to their bed
Therell be huggin, squeezin
Little pleazin and teasin
And rubbin of each others heads
So wont you dream on compadres, seems nothing escapes you
Nothin, no reason, no rhyme
Thats cause everyone here is just more than contented
To be livin and dyin in three-quarter time
Chorus:
And its dance with me, dance with me, nautical wheelers
Take me to stars that you know
Come on and dance with me, dance with me, nautical wheelers
I want so badly to go
Coda:
I want so badly to go
Yes, I want so badly to go