The sun’s dropping out of his picture (?),
Soon be time to move,
It hasn’t been a real big day,
But I don’t have a thing to prove,
I’ve still got the old ghost rider,
I still surf old style,
I’ll go out beyond the breakers,
Sit alone and rest a while
Chorus:
There’s nothing that I won’t do,
No place I’m trying to reach,
Only time is now more precious to,
The oldest surfer on the beach
I stopped searching for perfection,
Many waves ago,
What really matters is the hear and now,
That’s about all I know,
Gonna catch me a big ‘ole roller,
Sun settin’ on the sea,
Ride it in on her glass shoulder,
The water cold and grey like me
There’s nothing that I won’t do,
No place I’m trying to reach,
Only time is now more precious to,
The oldest surfer on the beach
The oldest surfer on the beach….

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