The tugboat sits past the gravel drive
Red paint flaking barely alive
Captain Dave drinks his coffee black
Says she earned her final track
Iron bones in salt water grave
One last tow one last wave
Rust eats steel but not the pride
That held the harbor on the tide
Morning regulars know the sound
Diesel cough on frozen ground
Dave wipes grease from calloused hands
Dreams of pulls to distant lands
Iron bones in salt water grave
One last tow one last wave
Rust eats steel but not the pride
That held the harbor on the tide
Seagulls pick at peeling steel
Where the nameplate used to heal
Mary Anne in faded white
Gone to shadow gone to night
Iron bones in salt water grave
One last tow one last wave
Rust eats steel but not the pride
That held the harbor on the tide
Scrap man came with clipboard pen
Shook Daves hand said where you been
Twenty years she served the bay
Now she sleeps in clay and gray
Sometimes I bring him pie on the house
Cherry filling quiet as a mouse
He stares out past the neon sign
Where his girl draws her last line
Now the chain lies cold and slack
No more pull no more track
But Dave still wakes at four fifteen
Pours a cup remembers when
Iron bones in salt water grave
One last tow one last wave
Rust eats steel but not the pride
That held the harbor on the tide
Iron bones in salt water grave
One last tow one last wave
Rust eats steel but not the pride
That held the harbor on the tide
Iron bones in salt water grave
One last tow one last wave
Coffees cold the morning breaks
Another tug the harbor takes
