Ancient Sky Oake Island
Dreamt I was fishing by the sea
Deep down in the Carolinas
I was lying on the beach
And all my family was with me
Four generations stretched out on the sand
The tide slowly tried to take my hand
Said "boy you've been bad"
Looks like I've been had
Oake island
Took me away from my home
And Oake island
Took me away from my home
And Oake island
You are now my home