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Sweet Molasses
Out Of The Woodwork IV
© 1971 by Gary E. Andrews
All Right Reserved for the Globe

Chords:
A XO222O
Em O22OOO
D XXO232
G 32OOO3

How have we,
Come to be,
In this ignoble place?
We were sailing,
Off the coast,
Of Barbados,
Chasing mermaids out to sea.
Where are we?
Do you see,
Any familiar shore?
I remember,
The dark storm.
The sand was warm,
Chasing coldness out of me.

Pretty maidens,
Dressed in plastic,
Carry us away.
Kings' queens plenty,
Lovers many.
We are here to stay.
Fill our glasses,
Sweet Molasses,
Lover of my flesh.
In your dark eyes,
Invitations,
To your bed of mesh,
Chasing coldness out of me.

Now it's us,
Come to love,
Locked in harmony.
We were lyring,
In the sea,
So lovely,
Chasing fishes out to hide.
Where are we?
Do you see,
Any way we can go?
I remember,
The road here.
It isn't clear,
Chasing seagulls up to fly.

How have we,
Come to be,
Back upon our schooner?
We were having,
Such a time,
Drinking wine,
Chasing ladies down to play.
Where are we?
Do you see,
Any of our sweet queens?
I remember,
Grassy skirts,
And velvet shirts,
Chasing madness in our day.

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Sweet Molasses © 1971 by Gary E. Andrews
All Rights Reserved For The Globe

I was listening to something by Stephen Stills, "Southern Cross" perhaps, and feeling an adventure at sea. Naturally I had to get back to ladies of the land.