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Fire Island in the distance
A stones throw away
Don't need a captain to find it today
Took off from Green Creek
A fine day at first glance
Gonna surrender to adventure and circumstance
With our lines in the water
The boat begins to drift
The mood changes and the winds start to shift
From Bayshore to Bellport
A black canvas over us all
Another crack of white lightning
Lights up the incoming squall
Rain and Rolling Thunder
On the Great South Bay
Spikes of bright lightning
Has chased the sunlight away
Rain and Rolling Thunder
On the Great South Bay
Sending us up, over, and under
The Great South waves
A black mass on the Inlet
Never saw it coming
Rogue winds have small craft running for cover
Fire Island in the distance
A million miles away
Only prayer, pause, and mercy can save us today
Caught in the web of the Great South Bay
Rain and Rolling Thunder
On the Great South Bay
Spikes of bright lightning
Has chased the sunlight away
Rain and Rolling Thunder
On the Great South Bay
Sending us up, over, and under
The Great South waves
The driving wind is in control
A blinding spike of light opens a door
For every frightened face searching for shore
Sunlight and smiles engulfed by the bay
A small break in the clouds lights up a small pathway
Made it back to Green Creek by the whim of chance
Back to the dance floor for one more dance
Rain and Rolling Thunder
On the Great South Bay
Spikes of bright lightning
Has chased all the sunlight away
Rain and Rolling Thunder
On the Great South Bay
Sending us up, over, and under
The Great South waves