Florida's Son lyrics

Song information

Artist: Nick Granato
Album: Sun Dance

Lyrics

Words & music by
Nick granato

He once earned a living fishing these waters
Out in the gulf, running the bay
He remembers a time when the catch was abundant
He says too many people have scared them away
His face was all wrinkled and browned from the weather
His hands were all calloused from years on the sea
By his bench on the pier all the tourists passed by him
Unaware this old man had made all this to be…
He's just an old cracker, who grew up on the island
His grandfather's grandpa, drove the first pilings
With a pioneer's spirit, that runs in his blood
An original native… florida's son
He spoke of a time when life was quite different
Long before money and greed had its way
A place you could tell god had touched with his fingers
Where you showed respect for the things he'd made
He said nowadays we're surrounded by concrete
High rises stretching to worship the sun
He said they're nothing to me
But just graves on the beaches
Stones marking the places, where paradise was…
He's just an old cracker, who grew up on the island
His grandfather's, grandpa, drove the first pilings
Oh the things that he's witnessed
All the changing he's done
An original legend… florida's son
Now he morns for what it's become… florida's son
And the future sets in what was… florida's son…

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