“The Saturday Race” (Johnny Tillman Smith and Patrick Nankervis)

Boats are sailing on swayin’ seas

Sails rise to kiss the breeze

The albatross is flying across the sky

We hold hands on the windy shore

Wee walk for miles till we can’t walk no more

Clouds are parting, colors paint the sky

And when the boats are lined up all in place

Its time to watch the Saturday race

And when the salty air melts upon my face

I know its time for the Saturday race

Such a beautiful day with you here

I sea of faces crowd the pier

Wavin’ hands as the boats appear

Crashing  through the waves as they make there way

Main sails swaying to and fro, doesn’t take long for you to know

I’m gonna wrap my arms around you and make that smile stay

And when the boats are lined up all in place

It’s time to watch the Saturday race

And when the salty air melts upon my face

I know its time for the Saturday race

Such a beautiful day with you here

The seasons come and the seasons go

But the wind still blows and the race goes on

A sailor has his moment and his time to touch the sun

And the race goes on and on

Boats are sailing on swayin’ seas

Sails rise to kiss the breeze

The clouds begin to hide the color of the sky

The race is over for another day

The Sun is hiding, it’s gone away

Rain clouds cry tears into my eyes

And when the boats are lined up all in place

Its time to watch the Saturday race

And when the salty air melts upon my face

I know its time for the Saturday race

Such a beautiful day, I just need one more day

Such a beautiful day with you here.