Sometimes I sit in my backyard
I kick back and drink iced tea
I stare all the way to the ocean
And dream of how it would be
If I were a ship captain somewhere
Or an old fashioned sailor at sea
Or a stowed away pirate, just down below
Hiding and praying the law don't find me
Maybe I'd sail from Nantucket
Chasing the great white whale
Oh, without a sound, I'd run him aground
Then I'd bring old Ahab the tail
Yeah, I'd bring old Ahab his tail
But I'm not a
(Sailor, outlaw, runaway)
I'm just a man stuck here in the promise land
Living hard and living free
I'm a dreamer that's what I got
Oh, but here goes one last shot
I hope someday they're dreaming about me
Sometimes I dream
I'm a cowboy around 1949
I'd cross the border on horseback
With a real close buddy of mine
I'd know we'd run from trouble
But I'm sure it's what we'd find
When you're out of the frying pan into the fire
Who cares what you leave behind
I know I'd fall in love down there
And I'd probably end up in jail
When you fall in love with a rich man's daughter
Who's gonna go your bail
Ohh, I hate them Mexican jails
But I'm not a
(Sailor, outlaw, runaway)
I'm just a man stuck here in the promise land
Living hard and living free
I'm a dreamer that's what I got
Oh, but here goes one last shot
I hope someday they're dreaming about me
I'd love to go rafting the waters
Riding the mighty Mississippi
I'd float around from town to town
Causing trouble then I'd give'em the slip
That water could take me back
To the days of old Huck Finn
I'd sleep all day and smoke all night
And play tricks on old Jim
Yeah, I'd think I'd like old Jim