Ocean City (For May, Jack & Brother Jon) - Langhorne Slim

Get your head and your boots

Don’t forget your bathing suits

We’ve been dreaming our way along

We’re going to the boardwalk

We’re gonna ride the rollercoaster

I’m gonna hold you closer

Ride the Ferris wheel

I’ll whisper in your ear

They’ve never seen a girl so pretty

It’s summer time in Ocean City

Playing cards with Grandpa Jack

That old man always had our back

Even when the cards were thin

Jack would always let us win

When it came time to bed

Grandma puffin' cigarettes

With all my chips out on the table

Deal with the consequences later

I got aces showing dearly hit me

It’s summer time in Ocean City

Smell of ocean in the air

The sea was flappin' everywhere

Dig my heels into the sand

Get my picture with the Peanut Man

Ride the rollercoaster

Everything was gettin' closer

Me and my brother Jon

Singing Frank Sinatra songs

The old man outside the bar

Starin' up at the stars

You’ll never seen none so pretty

Then on the boardwalk in Ocean City