Galveston, oh Galveston, I can feel the winds of Ike a blowin'
I can see his dark clouds grown'
I was 21 when Ike hit Galveston
Galveston, oh Galveston, I still hear your sea waves crashing
While I watch the lightning flashing
I cling to my house and dream of Galveston
I still see me standing by the water
Standing there lookin' out to sea
And is Ike headed for me?
On the beach where I used to run where I lived in Galveston.
Galveston, oh Galveston, I am so afraid of dying
As I dry the tears I'm crying
As I watch your sea birds flying in the sun
At Galveston, at Galveston
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