verse
I learned how to sail on a barstool
From a windburned old man of the sea
Conch fritters and a six pack of red stripe
Was the only thing it cost me

verse
From a napkin he hoisted a mainsail
a straw mast perched on a paper tray
Felt a salty ocean breeze on my face
As he said I’ll put it to you this way

chorus
Let the past be your lighthouse not your harbor
Spend more time on the bow than the stern
Before you drop anchor sail farther
In case the wind decides to turn
These are lessons every sailor must learn

verse
Mother ocean appreciates romance
And to be Shown the proper respect
Remember in one angry moment
She could Sweep you right off of the deck

repeat chorus

bridge
Never made it to the water
But I understand
How those sailing lessons
Work just as well on land

repeat chorus

these are lessons every good man must learn

(Copyright 2025. Ray Allen Kayanek. KAYANEKSONGS. ASCAP #930743392)