When Ye Dead Come Sailing Home

(альбом: Songs And Curses - 2012)

Yeah listen to me words me friend
Ohoy, Ohoy!
Our days are coming to an end
Ohoy, Ohoy!
At sea there dreadful horrors be,
They're coming here fer yeah 'n' me.
And all be doomed when yeah dead come sailing home

In fifteen hundred and sixty-one
Ohoy, Ohoy!
A ship with crew went down 'n' drowned
Ohoy, Ohoy!
But the captain said we dead won'y stay,
I'll sell me soul to be back one day.
In a hundred years ye dead will sail again!

When ye dead come sailing home again
Ohoy, Ohoy!
All men 'n' women tremble then
Ohoy, Ohoy!
Oh the men will flee, n' the boys will shout
The ladies they will all turn out
And all be doomed when ye dead come sailing home

Ye old church bell shall ring with dread
Ohoy, Ohoy!
To welcome out returning dead
Ohoy, Ohoy!
The village lads 'n' lassies say
Piles of corpses line the way.
And all be doomed when ye dead come sailing home

In sixteen hundred and sixty-one
Ohoy, Ohoy!
Ye dead shall sail again me friend
Ohoy, Ohoy!
In sixteen hundred and sixty-one
All men and women turn 'n' run
And all be doomed when ye dead come sailing home

Them hundred years has passed so fast
Ohoy, Ohoy!
Behold! at Sea! A crooked mast!
Ohoy, Ohoy!
A rotten deck, on a leaking hull
On it a rime of bones and scum
And we all be doomed when
Yes they all be doomed when
And we all be doomed when ye dead come sailing home