[Verse 1] Mornin’ comes early down by the dock, Same old boards, same old clock. Shop door creaks, coffee strong, Sea’s been right where I belong. Pelican’s quiet, sky turns wide, Boats and bait and the turning tide. [Chorus] Saltwater hands, weathered skin, Life rolls out and pulls back in. I don’t need much, I understand, Just the tide and these saltwater hands. [Verse 2] Crab pots wait where the waves run clear, Old routines year after year. Some nights late at Gus’s place, I trade a story, slow my pace. Folks come through with city eyes, Learn the ocean never lies. [Chorus] Saltwater hands, weathered skin, Life rolls out and pulls back in. I don’t need much, I understand, Just the tide and these saltwater hands. [Bridge] Cast your line if your mind won’t rest, The water always knows what’s best. Out past the pier and the sand, Everything finds land again. [Final Chorus / Outro] Saltwater hands, steady and true, Same horizon, always new. I don’t need much, I understand, Just the tide… and these saltwater hands.
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