he found the finest fortune in his grandfather s grave when they sold off the spoils of that coastal estate his proud parents well they passed before he d aged but he found a fortune in his grandfather s days now he s got coins in his pockets and salt in his hair and the ocean atlantic caught in his stare and those coins clink like shells to his grieving ears cause he can t buy back the atlantic or his grandfather s years he can t buy the atlantic he can t buy its waves he can sail on the earth or down around the cape he can t buy the atlantic with his grandfather s days he can t buy the atlantic with his grandfather s grave so what s he to do but take to the seas and spread out the ashes and those fond memories wander the wind wherever it may lead oh what s he to do but take to the seas he can t buy the atlantic he can t buy its waves he can sail on the earth or down around the cape he can t buy the atlantic with his grandfather s grave he can t buy the atlantic but he can sail on its waves he can t buy the atlantic but he can sail on its waves