The Baited Line
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โฑ๏ธ 2:35 duration
๐ ID: 29624161
๐ Lyrics
We are riding across the bounding main
Steering an old funky-ass bateau, oh
We arrive in time for the dawn of day
Most of us strain to the utmost
And no one does less than his best
So I better get up, better rise up
And take my place on the pulling line
Caulk and duct tape keep us all afloat
It's not good to want a thing too much
Drives luck away down, down the road
But now and then, the air vibrates
And the water roars
And the music of the catch rose up
Like a choir of harps and horns
Everyone strains to the utmost
And no one does less than his best
So I better get up, better rise up
And take my place on the baited line
Steering an old funky-ass bateau, oh
We arrive in time for the dawn of day
Most of us strain to the utmost
And no one does less than his best
So I better get up, better rise up
And take my place on the pulling line
Caulk and duct tape keep us all afloat
It's not good to want a thing too much
Drives luck away down, down the road
But now and then, the air vibrates
And the water roars
And the music of the catch rose up
Like a choir of harps and horns
Everyone strains to the utmost
And no one does less than his best
So I better get up, better rise up
And take my place on the baited line
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.03] We are riding across the bounding main
[00:27.58] Steering an old funky-ass bateau, oh
[00:37.66] We arrive in time for the dawn of day
[00:46.12] Most of us strain to the utmost
[00:51.17] And no one does less than his best
[00:55.42] So I better get up, better rise up
[01:00.26] And take my place on the pulling line
[01:14.30] Caulk and duct tape keep us all afloat
[01:22.77] It's not good to want a thing too much
[01:26.93] Drives luck away down, down the road
[01:33.06] But now and then, the air vibrates
[01:38.96] And the water roars
[01:50.71] And the music of the catch rose up
[01:54.89] Like a choir of harps and horns
[01:59.93] Everyone strains to the utmost
[02:04.92] And no one does less than his best
[02:09.47] So I better get up, better rise up
[02:14.22] And take my place on the baited line
[02:24.64]
[00:27.58] Steering an old funky-ass bateau, oh
[00:37.66] We arrive in time for the dawn of day
[00:46.12] Most of us strain to the utmost
[00:51.17] And no one does less than his best
[00:55.42] So I better get up, better rise up
[01:00.26] And take my place on the pulling line
[01:14.30] Caulk and duct tape keep us all afloat
[01:22.77] It's not good to want a thing too much
[01:26.93] Drives luck away down, down the road
[01:33.06] But now and then, the air vibrates
[01:38.96] And the water roars
[01:50.71] And the music of the catch rose up
[01:54.89] Like a choir of harps and horns
[01:59.93] Everyone strains to the utmost
[02:04.92] And no one does less than his best
[02:09.47] So I better get up, better rise up
[02:14.22] And take my place on the baited line
[02:24.64]