St. John's Son

You wanted to climb a mountain and I wanted to see the sea.
You headed off to Denver and I stayed in St. Augustine.
You wasted money a mile high and busted apart at the seams,
But collect calls from Denver won't be made in St. Augustine.

'Cause the St. John's son don't owe anyone,
Never leaves you when it rains,
When the nightfall comes on US-1
And the moon shines on the waves,
You'll wish you would've stayed.

A train took you to Flagler and I took to you as well.
You were studying history and I was studying the FA swell.
A plane took you to England where you can't afford the tea.
But collect calls from London won't be paid in St. Augustine.

'Cause the St. John's son don't owe anyone,
Never leaves you when it rains,
When the nightfall comes on US-1
And the moon shines on the waves,
You'll wish you would've stayed.