Waves of Galveston - Iron & Wine

Leave the waves of Galveston but only if you can

'Cause you’ve been hid behind the seawall, gently folded in the sand

Papa left you for Heaven after your Mama lost her song

And though your baby left you for Houston, no one stays there very long

There’s a graveyard by the pizza parlor, a gate that only closes

Snowbirds fly away like secrets no one really wants to know

The climbing moon’s always shining on the kind of shells you keep

The broken horse tied to the water tower’s running in his sleep

It’s too bad that you ain’t got a soft place to fall

It’s too bad Texas leans to the least of us all

And says, «If you can make the music then you can have the dance

If you can shoot the pistol then you can wear the pants»

So leave the waves of Galveston but only if you can

'Cause it’s the only place the Lone Star kind have offered you a hand

Your baby left you nothing but a dog she left for dead

You never knew you were a burden 'til it hit you on the head

It’s too bad that you ain’t got a soft place to fall

It’s too bad Texas leans to the least in us all

And says, «If you can make the music then you can have the dance

If you can shoot the pistol then you can wear the pants»