Sometimes I sit in my backyard

I kick back and drink iced tea

I stare all the way to the ocean

And dream of how it would be

If I were a ship captain somewhere

Or an old fashioned sailor at sea

Or a stowed away pirate, just down below

Hiding and praying the law don't find me

Maybe I'd sail from Nantucket

Chasing the great white whale

Oh, without a sound, I'd run him aground

Then I'd bring old Ahab the tail

Yeah, I'd bring old Ahab his tail

But I'm not a

(Sailor, outlaw, runaway)

I'm just a man stuck here in the promise land

Living hard and living free

I'm a dreamer that's what I got

Oh, but here goes one last shot

I hope someday they're dreaming about me

Sometimes I dream

I'm a cowboy around 1949

I'd cross the border on horseback

With a real close buddy of mine

I'd know we'd run from trouble

But I'm sure it's what we'd find

When you're out of the frying pan into the fire

Who cares what you leave behind

I know I'd fall in love down there

And I'd probably end up in jail

When you fall in love with a rich man's daughter

Who's gonna go your bail

Ohh, I hate them Mexican jails

But I'm not a

(Sailor, outlaw, runaway)

I'm just a man stuck here in the promise land

Living hard and living free

I'm a dreamer that's what I got

Oh, but here goes one last shot

I hope someday they're dreaming about me

I'd love to go rafting the waters

Riding the mighty Mississippi

I'd float around from town to town

Causing trouble then I'd give'em the slip

That water could take me back

To the days of old Huck Finn

I'd sleep all day and smoke all night

And play tricks on old Jim

Yeah, I'd think I'd like old Jim