Sarah's Island
Well she was born Sarah Alice Broadbent
Mama said she was heaven sent
As they made their way across to America
Her Daddy bought a piece of land
Their own little island
Strong and wise together they raised her up
Deep inside back then young Sarah knew
This island would have a hold on her strong as any glue
She was five foot three and eyes a-brown
Headin' barefoot into town
She never really had to much to say
Cause there were things to see, chores to do
Never took time for me or you
The whole town said she's crazy in a way
While she was smilin'
Out there on her island
She was always up before the sun
Walked to the beat of a different drum
Being on her own was how she liked it
Happy-go-lucky never had the blues
Never wore a pair a-shoes
To say that she was backwoods, she defined it
But out there on her island she was a queen
And if she had a crown to wear, it wouldn't mean a thing
She was five foot three and eyes a-brown
Headin' barefoot into town
She never really had to much to say
Cause there were things to see, chores to do
Never took time for me or you
The whole town said she's crazy in a way
While she's smilin'
Out there on her island
She disappeared in 1952
Never left a trace, didn't find a clue
She was five foot three and eyes a-brown
Headin' barefoot into town
She never really had to much to say
Cause there were things to see, chores to do
Never took time for me or you
The whole town said she's crazy anyway
But I know she's smilin'
Out on Sarah's Island
Mama said she was heaven sent
As they made their way across to America
Her Daddy bought a piece of land
Their own little island
Strong and wise together they raised her up
Deep inside back then young Sarah knew
This island would have a hold on her strong as any glue
She was five foot three and eyes a-brown
Headin' barefoot into town
She never really had to much to say
Cause there were things to see, chores to do
Never took time for me or you
The whole town said she's crazy in a way
While she was smilin'
Out there on her island
She was always up before the sun
Walked to the beat of a different drum
Being on her own was how she liked it
Happy-go-lucky never had the blues
Never wore a pair a-shoes
To say that she was backwoods, she defined it
But out there on her island she was a queen
And if she had a crown to wear, it wouldn't mean a thing
She was five foot three and eyes a-brown
Headin' barefoot into town
She never really had to much to say
Cause there were things to see, chores to do
Never took time for me or you
The whole town said she's crazy in a way
While she's smilin'
Out there on her island
She disappeared in 1952
Never left a trace, didn't find a clue
She was five foot three and eyes a-brown
Headin' barefoot into town
She never really had to much to say
Cause there were things to see, chores to do
Never took time for me or you
The whole town said she's crazy anyway
But I know she's smilin'
Out on Sarah's Island
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Mccarthy
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