Our new friends John and Kathe brought inspiration to write a song about the week. We wrote it (with the Hendricksons) in an hour and sang it to the staff unrehearsed at "Graduation Night", which occurs every Friday evening at Baranof.
Here goes:
Boarded the float plane,
Boarded the float plane,
Broke through the clouds
Landed in Warm Springs,
Your hugs and smiles make me proud
Got a whale on my front porch
I'm home.
Woke up this morning'
Was a quarter past five
Arrived in a skiff
Barely alive
Shrimp in my omelets
Jam on my scone
I'm home
What boat am I on?
I just can't wait
It's like Bajr's breakfast
All the selections are great
The snarl of the motor
Plays that sweet song
I'm home
Went halibut fishin'
Trolled for sa-mon
Was lucky enough
To get a rockfish on
That puts me
In a Baronific mood
I'm home
Back to the dock
Break out the scales
It's barely legal
But to me it's a whale
I'm no longer chained
To my dang cell phone
I am home
Started with pizza
Then Dungeness crab
Buildin' up muscle
But it might just be flab
Then we force
The final course
Topped with ICE CREAM!
Suddenly
it's Friday night
It happened so soon
Makes this Southern girl cry
But this song ain't
No sad goodbye
We're coming home
(...to Baranof)
(...see ya next year)
(...with all of you)
