The Last Boat of the Day

The long distance love affair

We just had on the phone

Left me with "Don't worry darling,

I'm on my way home.

So break out the champagne;

We've got good love on the mend.

I know you're coming tomorrow,

I hope I can make it till then.

I could be fishing,

Or robbing the sea of her shells

Instead of here wishing for you,

And feeling like Hell.

Watching my last day alone

Slowly come to an end.

I know you're coming tomorrow,

I hope I can make it till then.

Chorus:

The Last Boat of the Day

It comes and it goes.

The sun sets on the last chance

To hold you tonight, I suppose.

But you'll be on the next one,

I hope I can make it till then.

You'll be on the next one;

I hope I can make it till then.