Gambian Tides

Verse one
boats, painted white
anchored deep below the tide
cab engines roar
misbehaving they joy ride
Pre Chorus
we danced round fire, by the beach
we felt the waves kiss our feet
freely exchanged all our dreams
they played the Chora for me
those Gambian melodies
paid dividends, dalasi
Chorus
memories, building swiftly, like the waves passing/crashing by
moments, leaving mystery, only wonder survives
ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo
Verse two
gold, rivers end…
oysters hang below the green
fruit of the vine,
baobab God, sipped and smiled