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Winnebagos and airstreams, all headed north in a line friends and relations, on a coastal vacation well I sure hope they've had a good time There going back to the race, back to the place they'll come down again there's no doubt It's the end of the season, makes a pretty good reason for me to be headed down south Down to laguna madre, cruisin' over the causway There's nobody here, the coast is all clear It's my kinda of day on Padre 7 eleven is empty, there's no t-shirt's for sale the condo's are clearin', they boarded there windows There ready for the winds first gale I guess I'm here because I'm a nautical dreamer I ain't gotta a boat, so I'll take the isle Makin' friends with the seagulls, pickin' up sea shells not another tourist for miles Down in laguna madre, cruisin' over the causway There's nobody here, the coast is all clear It's my kinda of day on Padre Letras de cancionesThink I'll see what's shakin' at Port A Stop at Shorty's, have me a round With one ol'skipper, a few bay shrimpers. They've been talkin' 'bout the fish they'd found Then the old man raises his glass and tremble's as he speaks of the pier Say's, Now there all gone you know, but not to long ago remember when the tarpon where here Down in laguna madre, cruisin' over the causway There's nobody here, the coast is all clear It's my kinda of day on Padre Think I'm gonna stay on Padre It' my kinda of day on Padre From Letras Mania