Peeing on a Coconut Tree

My grampa taught my daddy
He passed it along to me
You could say it was a rite of passage
And I was proud as I could be
So we'd walk along that mountain
That's a moment I'll never forget
Me and my daddy in the forest
That's as good as it gets
And we were peein' on a sycamore tree
Just my daddy and me
Nobody around
The only sound was us peein' on a sycamore tree
Later I left for the city
Tryin' to make my name
As much as I tried to like it
Somehow it wasn't the same
I'd always disappear
Where no one could find me
They didn't understand I was gettin' my therapy
By peein' on a sycamore tree
As natural as could be
Nobody around
The only sound was me peein' on a sycamore tree
Now I live in the islands
Happy as can be
Those early days with my dad
Are still a part of me
Me and my wife and the grandkids
Ya know, we hang out all the time
Don't be surprised when ya come here
Here's what you'll find:
We'll be peein' on a coconut tree
Lookin' out at the sea
Taught 'em well
As you can tell
They're all peein' on a coconut
Peein' on a coconut tree
Lookin' out at the sea
Taught 'em well
As you can tell
They're all peein' on a coconut tree