1st verse D G Em Winnebagos and airstreams, all headed north in a line A friends and relations, on a coastal vacation D A D well I sure hope they've had a good time 2nd verse D There going back to the race, back to the place G Em they'll come down again there's no doubt A It's the end of the season, makes a pretty good reason D for me to be headed down south3rd verse D G Em 7 eleven is empty, there's no t-shirt's for sale A the condo's are clearin', they boarded there windows D A There ready for the winds first gale 4th verse D I guess I'm here because I'm a nautical dreamer G Em I ain't gotta a boat, so I'll take the isle A Makin' friends with the seagulls, pickin' up sea shells D not another tourist for miles Chorus Solo 5th verse D Think I'll see what's shakin' at Port A G Em Stop at Shory's, have me a round A With one ol'skipper, a few bay shrimpers. D A They've been talkin' 'bout the fish they'd found 6th verse D Then the old man raises his glass G Em and tremble's as he speaks of the pier A Say's, Now there all gone you know, but not to long ago D remember when the tarpon where here Chorus A D Think I'm gonna stay on Padre A D It' my kinda of day on PadreD G Down to laguna madre, cruisin' over the causway A There's nobody here, the coast is all clear D A It's my kinda of day on Padre