Lyrics | Along the Bay

Along the Bay where the cord grass grows
sea life breeds and birds feed on those
it’s the pull of the moon and the sun each day
tides roll in and roll away

Daybreak at low tide and the mud flats glisten
a young crab moves and the sea gulls miss him.
Oysters are buried and the clapper rails listen
by the tidal ebb and flow

The big fish come in with the high tide
swim by the grass in search of small fry
insects and snails move up the green stems
when the tide’s out they move down again

Moon light at high tide and the grass undulates
with the force of each wave as it dissipates.
It’s the rhythm and the roll of the water and it’s weight
by the tidal ebb and flow

Written by Bill Brennan

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