Belize - It's Like Some Dream We Live Down Here
Jerry Jeff Walker released a CD in 1998 that whetted my appetite to explore Belize. Along with photos, I want to share a couple of his songs about my home away from home. I hope the words and my pictures have you grabbing your bathing suits and making plane reservations to this tropical treasure.
COWBOY BOOTS AND BATHING SUITS • Jerry Jeff Walker
(VERSE) We've been here a week or so
Now, it's finally time to go
Can't believe how quickly time has flown.
Packin' up the bathin' suits
Getting out the cowboy boots
That's a sign we must be going home.
Time just stopped for a little while
We were part of a tiny island
Made a lot of friends we'll keep for life.
When we get back home to
And they ask us what we missed most
I'll shrug my shoulders, and I'll smile.
(CHORUS) Early mornings on the long boat dock
Drinkin' coffee as the sun comes up
Lazy days napping in the big deck chair.
Late night dancing
in the front street bar
Walking home underneath the stars
Man, it's like some dream
we live down here.
(VERSE) Last night we ate conch and lobster
Mark said it was his favorite dinner
Maybe even the best one of his life.
Dining underneath the stars
Chilean wine and Cuban cigars
I smiled at him and said you could be right.
And he got real quiet, and he said
"You know, I worked hard all my life
I made a lot of dough; I've been everywhere
I don't think it gets any better than down here.
I mean the warmth and love of the people here
No crime, no hate or fear
I don't think I'm ready for the world waiting for me back there."
"I need me just...
(CHORUS) One more morning on the long boat dock
Drinking coffee as the sun comes up
Drinking Belikin beer in the big deck chair.
Late night dancin' in a front street bar
Makin' love under the stars
Man, it's like some dream we live down here.
Walking home underneath the stars
Hearing voices from that empty bar
Man, it's like some dream we live down there."
(VERSE) We've been here a week or so
Now, it's finally time to go
Can't believe how quickly time as flown.
Packin' up the bathin' suits
Gettin' out the cowboy boots
That’s a sign we must be goin' home.
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