Letras
Well now I'm chasin' down the setting sun as I'm watching the tide roll in
Waitin' for the night to come is like waiting for a friend
I spent all day with the captain and crew, sweatin' in the salty air
I'm just a simple deckhand man, livin' on my one-eighth share
Well I make my money out on the waves just to spend it all on shore
Livin' in a one room rundown shack, I'm the Low Rent Commodore
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do
Now I jump in my old jon boat and I'll shove off from the pier
There's a pretty little barmaid at the Driftwood Inn, she serves me my burgers and beer
And later on when she gets off we'll go sit down by the bay
Sippin' on some rum and havin' fun, two no care castaways
Yeah I make my money out on the waves just to spend it all on shore
Livin' in a one room rundown shack, I'm the Low Rent Commodore
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do
Now morning finds passed out on the dock as the captain kicks me awake
Wipe the sleep and sand from my eyes, I'll fuel the boat and load the bait
So I can make more money out on the waves just to blow it all on shore
Hungover on the boat and busted flat dead broke, I'm the Low Rent Commodore
They say it's a young man's game but I ain't got no shame, I'm the Low Rent Commodore