Tin Cup Chalice - Live

I want to go back, to the islands
 Where the shrimp boats are tied up to the piling
 Give me oysters and beer
 For dinner every day of the year
 And I'll feel fine... I'll feel fine
 I want to be there
 Want to go back down and lie beside the sea there
 With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine
 And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
 Yeah now the sun goes sliding across the water
 Sail boats they go searching for the breeze
 Salt air it ain't thin
 It can stick right to your skin, and make you feel fine
 Makes you feel fine
 I wanna be there
 Wanna go back down and and get high by the sea there
 With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine
 And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
 Yes and now you heard my strange proposal
 So get that Packard up and let's move
 I wanna be there before the day
 Tries to steal away and leave us behind
 I've made up my mind
 And I wanna be there
 I wanna go back down and die beside the sea there
 With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine
 And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine
 Yeah with a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with red wine
 And I'm a chewin' on a honeysuckle vine