With their feet full of tar and their hair full of sand
The boys know the surf like the palm of their hand
They’re not afraid (don’t back down, don’t back down)
Not my boys (don’t back down, don’t back down)
They grit their teeth (a-oo) they don’t back down
Don’t back down
You gotta be a little nuts
Don’t back down
But show ‘em now who’s got guts
Don’t back down
Don’t back down from that wave
I love it. Surfing poetry. I’ve never seen any before. So neat.