Eric Woodring - Port O'Connor Lyrics

Headlights cut the darkness across Calhoun County
The moonlight's reflecting off of the dash
And I'm sipping my coffee just searching for something
It's calm and it's clear as a morning can get
It's calm and it's clear as a morning can get

Making my way down twelve eighty-nine
And I gotta get there fore the sun starts to shine
Soon I'll be baiting and casting a line
And I'll exhale the worry and breathe in the brine
Oh, I'll exhale my worries and breathe in the brine

How I love this drive
Makes me feel alive

The sound of a seagull breaks the morning silence
The water's as black as the deep mountain coal
But that Johnson runs steady and pushes me onward
Across the bay out to my favorite hole
Across the bay out to my favorite hole

I throw my first cast
And it shatters glass

It's moments like these that I carry with me
Tomorrow is not guaranteed
If dad were still here, he'd be right here with me
I can hear his voice echo inside the breeze
Oh, I still hear it echoing inside the breeze