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Ye Banished Privateers

Lonely It Be

 

Lonely It Be

(альбом: The Legend Of Libertalia - 2014)


In a new world Caribbean rat hole, we enlisted a slender mate
We've sailed for months an' I for sure had seen no lass of late
But with this here slim sailor I suspected a slight charade
His hands was lily white you see, thou I never saw him bathe

An' lonely it be, the life at sea
Ain't seen that much opportunity
So think of that as I tell me tale
It's lonely as hell under sail

His voice was thin, his step was light, he didn't curse an' he picked no fight
An soon I was sure of 'es secret play, never been so sure I say
I said to meself this lad for sure, this lad fer sur'es a lass
An' I a handsome sailor, deserves a piece of ass

An' lonely it be, the life at sea
Ain't seen that much opportunity
So think of that as I tell me tale
It's lonely as hell under sail

So I made a move by offring the girl to relive her of her watch
She giggled, an smiled an' later that night I drank half a bottle of scotch
Now was the time to make me move so I lured her under deck
She was warm in me arms an willing fer sure as I kissed her ivory neck

An' lonely it be, the life at sea
Ain't seen that much opportunity
So think of that as I tell me tale
It's lonely as hell under sail

When the clothes were dropped, was I in fer a chock this sure was no girl me mate
I was wrong, an' enraged I drew me gun to end this dreadful date
As he turned and run I reckoned though he was still a piece of ass
So I braced meself as it dawned on me I need no friging lass

An' lonely it be, the life at sea
Ain't seen that much opportunity
So think of that as I tell me tale
It's lonely as hell under sail

And we tumbled around like two ships in storm
He was salty an wild and warm
So what is the spirit of this here tale
It don't matter much under sail

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