Lyrics Tin Cup Chalice - Jimmy Buffett
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                go 
                                                back, 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                islands
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                the 
                                                shrimp 
                                                boats 
                                                are 
                                                tied 
                                                up 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                piling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Give 
                                                me 
                                                oysters 
                                                and 
                                                beer
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                dinner 
                                                every 
                                                day 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                year
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'll 
                                                feel 
                                                fine... 
                                                I'll 
                                                feel 
                                                fine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chorus
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Want 
                                                to 
                                                go 
                                                back 
                                                down 
                                                and 
                                                lie 
                                                beside 
                                                the 
                                                sea 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                    a 
                                                tin 
                                                cup 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                chalice, 
                                                fill 
                                                it 
                                                up 
                                                with 
                                                good 
                                                red 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                chewin' 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                honeysuckle 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah 
                                                now 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                goes 
                                                sliding 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                water
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sail 
                                                boats 
                                                they 
                                                go 
                                                searching 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                breeze
 
                                    
                                
                                                Salt 
                                                air 
                                                it 
                                                ain't 
                                                thin
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                can 
                                                stick 
                                                right 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                skin, 
                                                and 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                feel 
                                                fine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Makes 
                                                you 
                                                feel 
                                                fine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chorus
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                be 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wanna 
                                                go 
                                                back 
                                                down 
                                                and 
                                                and 
                                                get 
                                                high 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                sea 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                    a 
                                                tin 
                                                cup 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                chalice, 
                                                fill 
                                                it 
                                                up 
                                                with 
                                                good 
                                                red 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                chewin' 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                honeysuckle 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes 
                                                and 
                                                now 
                                                you 
                                                heard 
                                                my 
                                                strange 
                                                proposal
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                get 
                                                that 
                                                Packard 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                let's 
                                                move
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                be 
                                                there 
                                                before 
                                                the 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tries 
                                                to 
                                                steal 
                                                away 
                                                and 
                                                leave 
                                                us 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                made 
                                                up 
                                                my 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chorus
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                be 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                wanna 
                                                go 
                                                back 
                                                down 
                                                and 
                                                die 
                                                beside 
                                                the 
                                                sea 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                    a 
                                                tin 
                                                cup 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                chalice, 
                                                fill 
                                                it 
                                                up 
                                                with 
                                                good 
                                                red 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                chewin' 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                honeysuckle 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                tin 
                                                cup 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                chalice, 
                                                fill 
                                                it 
                                                up 
                                                with 
                                                red 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'm 
                                                    a 
                                                chewin' 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                honeysuckle 
                                                vine
 
                                    
                                 
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