Lyrics

Sit on my porch of gray and weathered cypress
This house that stands the test of hurricanes
A string of egrets draws a stitch across the sunset
O will I ever know this Florida again

I will forebear to leave this estuary
But stand my watch o’er all that here remains
And tell the story of a land remembered
O will I ever know this Florida again

bridge:

I know this world is always changing
We just can’t seem to let it be
But when we’ve lost what is here ten thousand years
It’s gone for all eternity

The sun goes down and the katydids are singing
Sit in the dark attend to their refrain
And in my longing I hear my own lips whisper
O will I ever know this Florida again