Storybook Lyrics - Roger Creager

Roger Creager 

Sometimes I sit in my backyard, I kick back and drink iced tea 

I stare all the way to the ocean and dream of how it would be 

If I were a ship captain somewhere or an old fashioned sailor at sea 

Or a stowed away pirate just down below hiding and praying the law dont find me 

Maybe I'd sail from Nantucket chasing the great white whale 

Oh without a sound, I'd run him aground then I'd bring old Ahab the tail 

Yeah I'd bring old Ahab his tail 

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But I'm not a (sailor, outlaw, runaway), 

I'm just a man stuck here in the promise land 

Living hard and living free 

I'm a dreamer that's what I got, Oh but here goes one last shot 

I hope someday they're dreaming about me 

Sometimes I dream Im a cowboy around 1949 

Id cross the border on horseback with a real close buddy of mine 

Id know we'd run from trouble but Im sure its what we'd find 

When you're out of the frying pan into the fire, who cares what you leave behind 

I know i'd fall in love down there and I'd probably end up in jail 

When you fall in love with a rich man's daughter, 'who's gonna go your bail 

Ohhh i hate them Mexican jails--- 

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I'd love to go rafting the waters. riding the mighty Mississippi 

I'd float around from town to town causing trouble then I'd give'em the slip 

That water could take me back to the days of old Huck Finn 

I'd sleep all day and smoke all night and play tricks on old Jim 

Yeah I'd think I'd like old Jim