Cookie Bay

Lyrics

Upon the spot that time forgot And maps don't mean a thing The tripod stood, the camera shook And winter turned to spring The money came from up the coast And hunters followed on The sun was down, the air was close And double doubters shone This place, it could be Cookie Bay Without the summer rain Now nothing seems that far away And people dress the same The shepherd herded down the hill And crossed the stretching sand The waves cut into solid rock Exchanging rock for sand Ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba