Along the seashore, it’s where I want to be 
Picking dulse all day, digging clams into the evening 
We’ll build a fire on the dune 
Wrapped in blankets hummin’ fiddle tunes 
Along the seashore, it’s where I want to be 

And when the sun sets we’ll watch the phosphorescent lights 
Dancing on the frothy waves glowing in the moonlit night 
Tomorrow we will take a trip to a secret cove and skinny dip 
Along the seashore that’s where I want to be 

Bridge: 
Sea salt lingers on my lips there’s sand between my toes 
I slipped on kelp and bashed my knee I have a sunburnt nose 

Along the seashore, that’s where I want to be 
Picking dulse all day, digging clams into the evening 
We’ll build a fire on the dune 
Wrapped in blankets hummin’ fiddle tunes 
Along the seashore, that’s where I want to be 

Bridge: 
Sea salt lingers on my lips there’s sand between my toes 
I slipped on kelp and bashed my knee I have a sunburnt nose 

And if the tide’s right we’ll walk the ocean floor 
But don’t you dilly dally don’t you stray too far away from shore 
From Shippagan to Cape Pele we’ll make our way to Fundy Bay 
Along the seashore, that’s where I want to be 

Bridge: 
Sea salt lingers on my lips there’s sand between my toes 
I slipped on kelp and bashed my knee I have a sunburnt nose 

And in the morning, our tent is dripping wet 
We try to light a little fire but nothing’s happened yet 
No tea, no beans, no toasty bread we’ll have potato chips instead 
But it’s the seashore and it’s where I want to be