The Downeaster “Alexa”

The Downeaster “Alexa(əleksə)”

By Billy(ˈbilē) Joel(jō(ə)l)

Well I’m on the Downeaster Alexa
And I’m cruising(kro͞oz) through Block Island Sound
I have charted a course to the Vineyard(ˈvinyərd)
But tonight I am Nantucket(nanˈtəkət) bound
We took on diesel(ˈdēzəl, ˈdēsəl) back in Montauk yesterday
And left this morning from the bell(bel) in Gardiner’s Bay
Like all the locals here I’ve had to sell my home
Too proud to leave I worked my fingers to the bone
So I could own my Downeaster Alexa
And I go where the ocean is deep
There are giants(ˈjīənt) out there in the canyons(ˈkanyən)
And a good captain can’t fall asleep
I’ve got bills to pay and children who need clothes
I know there’s fish out there but where God only knows
They say these waters aren’t what they used to be
But I’ve got people back on land who count on me
So if you see my Downeaster Alexa
And if you work with the rod(räd) and the reel(rēl)
Tell my wife I am trolling(trōl) Atlantis(ətˈlan(t)əs)
And I still have my hands on the wheel((h)wēl)

Now I drive my Downeaster Alexa
More and more miles(mīl) from shore(SHôr) every year
Since they tell me I can’t sell no stripers(ī)
And there’s no luck in swordfishing(sôrd) here
I was a bayman like my father was before
Can’t make a living as a bayman anymore
There ain’t(ānt) much future for a man who works the sea
But there ain’t no island(ˈīlənd) left for islanders like me

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