The Lamentation Of The Marooned Sailor

(альбом: Songs And Curses - 2012)

It's been fourteen years since they put me on this island
No ship, no crew an' no bottle of rum!
Me boots have rotten, me mood turned sour
No ship, no crew an' no bottle of rum!

Now I tell ye me ol' salt I wish I was there
With me ship, me crew an' me bottle of rum!
There on the high sea, with the winds an' the waves
Me ship, me crew an' me bottle of rum!

Oh lord, if ye ever steer a ship here
A ship with a crew an' a bottle of rum!
I'll promise I'll never go roving no more
With me ship me crew an' me bottle of rum
I'll be meek as lamb an' calm as a saint
Jus me an' me ship an' me bottle of rum
An' I'll never end up in a dance with Jack Keer
With no ship, no crew an' no bottle of rum

But lord let me not meet that treacherous first mate
With me ship me crew an me bottle of rum
'Couse then with me cutlass I'll chop of his limbs
I'll smash in his face with me bottle of rum

I curse their bones for leaving me here
Deceitful crew, empty bottle of rum
They're plundring an' sailing the main without me
On me ship, with me crew an' me bottle of rum!

I hope they'll reach ropes end there at sea
Crushed ship, drowned crew an' smashed bottle of rum!
An' be thrown in the Spaniards deep dungeon of woe
No ship, no crew an' no bottle of rum!

It's been fourteen years since they put me on this island
No ship, no crew an' no bottle of rum!
Me mood has rotten me hope is dim
No ship, no crew an' no bottle of rum!

Now I tell ye me ol' salt I wish I was there
With me ship, me crew an' me bottle of rum!
There on the high sea, with the winds an' the waves
Me ship, me crew an' me bottle of rum!