Song – Fancy Ladies

Fancy ladies
Turn my sails around
Always blow me off my course
Leave me stranded on the shore

They leave me crazy
Shipwrecked in my mind
These fancy ladies
Do it to me every time

Damn the compass
Throw away the charts
Can you reach that hidden shore
No one’s ever touched before

The sailor’s crazy
Smells perfume in the wind
Listens to the seagulls cry
Swears that it the Lorelei

While up and down the darkened beach
Those wreckers string dishonest lights
Dancin’ in the howlin’ wind
That leads me to my fate tonight

And in the mornin’
There’s golden coins and bleachin’ bones
Just souvenirs upon the sand
Of all you fancy ladies

You fancy ladies
You turn my sails around
You always blow me off my course
You leave me stranded on the shore

Aw, you leave me crazy
Shipwrecked in my mind
You fancy ladies
You do it to me every time

And in the mornin’
There’s golden coins and bleachin’ bones
Just souvenirs upon the sand
Of all you fancy ladies

You fancy ladies
You turn my sails around
You always blow me off my course
You leave me stranded on the shore

Aw, you leave me crazy
Shipwrecked in my mind
You fancy ladies
You do me every time

You fancy ladies
You do me every time

Words & music by Bob Gibson & Shel Silverstein
© Robert Josiah / Evil Eye