Brigantine Castles - Crystal Skulls

All afternoon I’ve carried a tune

Harry let the banjos play

You and your brother sing to your mother

A song from merriel ballet

It’s good to be here this time each year

Candy apple smiles

Sticking to leather in this sort of weather

When there always seems to be a line

On the end of the boardwalk

Lit up like a parade

A ratty old shack with a swing in the back

And the sound of crashing waves

And old Kentucy could get lucky

And win a blue giraffe

We’ll pretend to ride his back

And make each other laugh

Away your cares today

Feels like the sun is stuck in place

Salty air dries your hair

And kisses your face

It’s good to be here this time each year

Candy apple smiles

Sticking to leather in this sort of weather

When there always seems to be a line

There on the end of the boardwalk

Lit up like a parade

A ratty old shack with a swing in the back

And the sound of crashing waves

Laugh away your cares today

Feels like the sun is stuck in place

Salty air dries your hair

And kisses your face

Laught away you cares today

Feels like the sun is stuck in place

Salty air dries your hair

And kisses your face

Kisses your face