Into the Mystic (Live at the Santa Monica Civic)

We were born before the wind, thank you very much
Also younger than the sun
And the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Oh, let your soul and spirit fly
Into the mystic

When that fog horn blows
And thou I won't be coming home
When the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Mama, just like way back in the days of old
And together we will fold into the mystic
A-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

When that fog horn blows in
You know I will be coming home
When that fog horn blows I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it

And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And unanonimously we will fold into, into, into, into the mystic
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Oh, let your body know
Oh, let your mind goin' on

I just wanna rock
To wanna rock your soul, baby
I just wanna rock

I just wanna rock
Your jelly roll soul
I just wanna rock
Jelly roll soul

Then your body goes
Hey, I wanna rock your soul, babe
I just wanna rock your soul, baby
Mama

Thank you