The Coast

A family of musicians took shelter for the night

In the little harbor church of St. Cecilia

Two guitars, bata, bass drum and tambourine

Rose of Jericho and Bougainvillea

This is a lonely life

Sorrows everywhere you turn

And that's worth something

When you think about it

That's worth some money

That's worth something

When you think about it

That is worth some money

A trip to the market

A trip into the pearl gray morning sunlight

Settling over Washington

A trip to the market

A trip around the world

Where the evening meal

Is negotiable, if there is one.

This is a lonely life

Sorrows everywhere you turn

And that's worth something

When you think about it

That's worth some money

That's worth something

When you think about it

That is worth some money

To prove that I love you

Because I believe in you

Summer skies, stars are falling

All along the injured coast

If I have money

If I have children

Summer skies, stars are falling

All along the injured coast

Oo-wah Oo-wah Doo-wop a Doo-wah

Summer skies and stars are falling

All along the injured coast

Oo-wah Oo-wah Doo-wop a Doo-wah

Summer skies and stars are falling

All along the injured coast

We are standing in the sunlight

The early morning sunlight

In the harbor church of St. Cecilia

To praise a soul's returning to the earth

To the rose of Jericho and the Bougainvillea

To prove that I love you

Because I believe in you

Summer skies, stars are falling

All along the injured coast

If I have money

If I have children

Summer skies, stars are falling

All along the injured coast

If I have weaknesses

Don't let them blind me now

Summer skies, stars are falling

All along the injured coast

Oo-wah Oo-wah

Doo Wop a Doo Wah

Summer skies, stars are falling

Leaving the shadow of the valley behind me now

All along the inj