Nautical Wheelers

Intro: Nautical Wheelers who call themselves sailors Play fiddle tunes under the stars Petti-coats rustle, working shoes scuffle, Hustle on down to the bars Where the juke-box is blastin' and the liquor is flowin' An occasional bottle of wine That's 'cause everyone here is just more than contented To be living and dying in three quarter time And it's dance with me, dance with me Nautical Wheelers, take me to stars that you know Come on and dance with me, dance with me Nautical Wheelers, I want so badly to go Well, the left foot it'll follow Where the right foot has travelled Down to the sidewalks unglued And into the street of my city so neat Where nobody cares what you do And Sonna's just grinnin' and Phil is ecstatic And Mason has jumped in the sea And I'm hangin' on to a line from my sailboat Oh, Nautical Wheelers save me (repeat Chorus) Well the sunrise will bring on The sleep that's escaped us And everyone's off to their beds There'll be huggin' and squeezin' A little pleazin' and teasin' And rubbin' of each other's heads So won't you dream on comrades, seems nothin' escapes you, Nothin', no reason, nor rhyme That's 'cause everyone here is just more than contented To be living and dying in three quarter time (repeat chorus and fade)