BARNACLE ROCK ROAD
Words and music by Britt Arnesen

Grandma's got a cottage by the seaside
Helped my grandpa build it age of 25
Wife of a fisherman, two boys and a plan
Theyamed that boat Happenstance

In that story Grandma told, one day on the outer coast
Three men washed ashore and a boat got crushed
Way down on Barnacle Rock Road she swears she saw their ghosts
Walking down the tideline toward the dusk

Highway 101 runs down through Bandon
Logging trucks and fishing boats and cranberries
There's hard work for an honest lad, keeps the soul from getting sad
For the young man who lost his dad

In that story Grandma told, one day on the outer coast
Three men washed ashore and a boat got crushed
Way down on Barnacle Rock Road she swears she saw their ghosts
Walking down the tideline toward the dusk

Grandma never wanted him to stay here
But he couldn't shake those sea legs, he's a mariner
He said this ain't no promised land, I feed it, it bites my hand
So he named that boat The Worried Dad

In that story Grandma told, one day on the outer coast
Three men washed ashore and a boat got crushed
Way out on Barnacle Rock Road she swears she saw their ghosts
Walking down the tideline towards the dusk

Way down on Barnacle Rock Road he can still see his father's ghost
Walking down the tideline toward his dust.