Land-locked living is hard
for a Pacific-ocean-born
rough-wave loving woman  

Kentucky has its splendors and secrets
Its own magic but never will it be
the true place of my heart, my soul  

Not for me the tame waves and
crowded beaches of the east
Not for me the warm
salt water of the south  

Give me the rough-waved
cold-watered beach
The lonely beach whose only sounds are
waves and wind seagulls and sea lions