Well I'm on the Dow neaster Al exa
And I'm cruising through Block Island So und
I have chartered a course to the Vin eyard
But tonig ht I am Nantucket bound
We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday
And left this morning from the be ll in Gardiner's Bay
Like all the l ocals here I've had to sell my home
Too proud to leave, I worked my fingers to the bon e
So I coul d own my Do wneaster A lexa
And I go where the ocean is deep
There a re giants ou t there in the ca nyons
And a goo d captai n can't fall as leep
I got bills to pay and chi ldren who need cl othes
I know there's fish out there but where, God only kno ws
They say these waters aren't w hat they us ed to be
But I've got people back on l and who count on me
So when y ou see my D owneaster Alexa
And if you work with the r od and the r eel
Tell my wife I am t rolling At lantis
And I st ill have my h ands on the wheel
Now I dri ve my Downe aster Alex a
More and more miles from shore every yea r
Since t hey told me I can't sell no s tripers
And there's n o luck in s word fishing h ere
I was a bay man like my fa ther was before
Can't make a living as a b ay man anym ore
There ain't much future for a man who work s the sea
There ain't n o island left for i slanders like me
Ya, ya, ya y o
Ya, ya, ya y o
Ya, ya, ya y o
Ya, ya, ya y o