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Dear Calypso

 

Dear Calypso


From the crow's nest high
I can spy the little islands
Strewn like stones in the salty sea
Pour the rum-pum-pum
Hearts are beating like the drum
The madness taking me (Hoo!)

One day, should port be made
I'll miss her, how her waves throw
This day, we shant delay
On our way, our dear Calypso

From the starboard bow
I can spy a city ruined
Taken siege by a pirate's lance
Plundered gold
That was taken long ago
Afore we had our chance (Dah!)

One day, should port be made
I'll miss her, how her waves throw
This day, we shant delay
On our way, our dear Calypso

From the decks below
I can spy out through the porthole
Kingly ships of a naval fleet
While we schemed our raid
Our plan had been belayed
For they'd made their retreat (Dang it!)

One day, should port be made
I'll miss her, how her waves throw
This day, we shant delay
On our way, our dear Calypso

From the port side shroud
I can spy under the moonlight
Dreams of fortune awaiting me
Gold and rum
All there is under the sun
But fate would disagree (Hey!)

Someday, if port be made
I'll miss her, how her waves throw
This day, we shant delay
On our way, our dear Calypso

At the Captain's wheel
He can spy out the horizon
"Hands on deck! Tally-Ho!" he cries
"Silver! Gold! Plenty coffers to behold before your very eyes!" (Oh!)

One day, should port be made
I'll miss her, how her waves throw
This day, we shant delay
On our way, our dear Calypso

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