The Pig War

It's been so long
That it seems like I've never
Been to the San Juans
Can we go soon?

Girl slow down
Girl slow down with me

If we leave now
We can catch the last boat out
And that's the best one
On this clear night
Under pin-prick light

[Chorus]
The wind on the boat's deck
Is a cold hand on the neck
Or slipping into a cold bed
The wind on the boat's deck
Is a cold hand on the neck
Or slipping into a cold bed

It's been so long
That it seems like I've never
Danced with anyone

She moves so
She moves so well

If we go outside
We can take in a haze of
Roche Harbor light
And drink a bottle of red wine
Forgetting to tell time

Just sit still
We've moved enough

[Chorus]
The wind on the boat's deck
Is a cold hand on the neck
Or slipping into a cold bed
The wind on the boat's deck
Is a cold hand on the neck
Or slipping into a cold bed