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Prince of Tides 
By: Jimmy Buffett, Michael Utley 
1988 
Pat Conroy, Doc Pomus and the people of Dafuskie Island have already said it all. I am thankful for such inspiration. 
--Spoken: 
"The sun, red and enormous, began to sink into the western sky. And simultaneously the moon began to rise on the other side of the river with its own glorious shade of red, coming up out of the trees like a russet firebird. The sun and the moon seem to acknowledge each other and they moved in both apposition and concordance in a breath taking dance of light across the oaks and the palms. My father watched it and I thought he would cry again. He had returned to the sea, and his heart was a low country heart." 

African drums are silent and the Wingos are poets at last 
Out on Dafuskie Island, the bulldozers bury the past 
And the low country sinks, she can not swim 
The dogwood feels the hurt 
While the foursome plays on borrowed days in their alligator shirts 

Chorus: 
Now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides 
How can you tell how it used to be 
When there's nothin' left to see 

One night they put a price on the sunset 
And that got the whole world shaking 
They rose from the grave both the weak and the brave 
'Cause history was there for the makin' 
And the winos surrounded the condos forming a frail human fence 
And they shouted out loud to the roar of the crowd 
"Same old story, more dollars than sense" 

Chorus: 
Now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides 
How can you tell how it used to be 
When there's nothin' left to see 

Paperback novels make young girls dream 
And Judy's spending quieter days in the stream 
With Goodman, Giovinno, and John Mac D 
They were such good friends to me 

(instrumental) 

Chorus: 
Yes and now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides 
How can you tell how it used to be 
When there's nothin' left to see 

Chorus: 
Oh, and now I realize who killed the Prince of Tides 
How can you tell how it used to be 
When there's nothin' left to see 
Nothin' left to see 

Heaven knows but God decides 
Just when to kill the Prince of Tides 

You can dance (you can dance) every dance (you can dance) 
With the guy (you can dance) who gives you the eye (you can dance) 
And wants to hold you tight (you can dance) 
You can smile (you can smile) every smile (you can smile) 
For the man ( you can smile) who holds your hand 
Beneath the pale moonlight (you can dance, ba-dum) 
But don't forget who's takin' you home 
And in whose arms you're gonna be 
Save the last dance for me 

And beach music, beach music, beach music, just plays on... 

-- Spoken: 
"The white porpoise comes to me at night, singing in the river of time, with a thousand dolphins in radiant attendance, bringing charismatic greetings from the Prince of Tides."

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