Lyrics:

Gulf coast nights, flounder lights I'm back on the Eastern shore With my history of wrecks I think It's time to check The crab trap of life once more Need is a relative thing these days It borders on desire The high tech world is full of bright shiny things We think that we really require Sometimes more than others You see who and what and where You are I'm a one-man band with no Immediate plans Tonight I just need my guitar Don't need to feel important or famous No limos or my little Nash car One lucky man With my feet in the sand Tonight I just need my guitar