Walk on the water again And those who can't, well, they just have to swim In the shallowest graves may the souls float away On the wind First name was Lucine She never was one for fancy things She wore black leather shoes over homemade tattoos On the wind On the wind And she saw him first in the street Hauled in by the local police She said, "I'll bust you out of jail if you teach me to sail On the wind" On the wind On the wind Darling, you called On the wind Darling, you called, oh oh Ahoo ooh Ahoo ooh So they stole through the night on an old motorbike On the wind Toasted champagne and cheap cigars In the backseat of a getaway car And they curl to the waves that their hands did make On the wind On the wind On the wind Darling, you called On the wind Darling, you called, oh oh Ahoo ooh Ahoo ooh They burned that Dodge in the canyon Hopped a boxcar in the Arkansas range And they rode through the cold up to New Mexico On a freight train On a freight train They loved the sunset on the canyon, so they stayed They built a mud house and changed their names And they'd dance in the evenings To the coyote singing on the wind Ahoo ooh And sometimes Billy'd join in Saying, "Don't ever leave me Lucine, baby 'Cause I'll never find another like you You cool me down when the world makes me angry So don't ever leave me, I'll always be true"