Testo: Blue Rodeo. Diamond Mine. Florida.

And I remember Florida

The land of endless malls

Images of Elvis flicks

Convertibles and blondes

And I remember crying

As you walked away along the shore

The last words I heard you say were what a bore



And I remember drinking
In those air-conditioned bars

Putting all my quarters in a juke-box


With big silver stars

And I remember Nat King Cole

Singing a song about the rain

Oh I'm feeling blue again

Oh yea I'm feeling blue again


And it was just like a vacation


And I'm sure we had us some fun

It was just like a vacation


And I swear we even sat out in the sun

You see my mother owned a trailer home



On west Broward past A1A


And to beat the north wind
We took a spin


To that tin can by the sea
But she was just passing time
Well I thought she was mine


She even passed out of town in my car


And left me with Nat King Cole
And the silver stars

Oh Nat King Cole and the silver stars



And it was just like a vacation

And I'm sure we had us some fun

It was just like a vacation

And I swear we even sat out

Yea I swear we even sat out
Yea I swear we even sat out in the sun


In the sun

In the sun

In the sun