in a boat of the turtle shells
Me and this Panamanian sailor
He took off with my papers,
as in the boat, he set sail
Before I could learn the language,
I was fingerprinted in jail
No big deal, the sun is beating down
Fish to fry, a song to sing
The moon is full tonight, the belly too
You got me to love, and I got you
No big deal, the sun is beatin' down
Fish to fry, and a song to sing
The moon is full tonight, my belly too
You got me to love, woman, I got you
as my thoughts drift very far
Someone plays a pretty song
on a silver string guitar
From the Panamanian waters
I set my stolen boat to sea
If I make it I'll be in Cayman
But if I die at least I'm free
No big deal, the sun is beating down
Fish to fry, song to sing
The moon is full tonight, my belly too
You got me to love, woman, I got you
No big deal, the sun is beating down
Fish to fry, on a song to sing
The moon is full tonight, my belly too
You got me to love, and I got you
No big deal, the sun is beating down
Fish to fry, and a song to sing
Come sing, the moon is full tonight
You got me to love, woman, I got you
