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Watery Grave
Oh brother, been sixty three days The water's been choppy, the whaler she sways Can't keep no food down, can't find no sleep Cuz the night is too dark and the water's too deep
Twas summer I boarded this old wooden ship Sun she was shinin' on Cullero's dock slip But now it's all storms way out on the cold seas An' if I don't drown, then surely I'll freeze
Wind blow us over this inky black wave Brother protect me from a watery grave
Now the rats on the deck, nippin' my feet And the holes in my rags, stealin' my heat These bowls of brown soup, with barely no meat Make me dream nightly of my sunny old street
But a poor fool like me's gotta earn a straight wage So I walked myself on to this seafarin' cage Where the captain's a bully and the crew's full of thieves Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com An' the liquor's so bad I get the dry heaves
Wind blow us over this inky black wave Brother protect from a watery grave
Eight weeks, they said eight But it's ten weeks we still wait Not one lonely rock in sight So it's another perilous night
Now come young sailor, learn from my trials If y'dream of sailin' the Empire of the Isles It's a tale of hard times, with death ev'ry day So don't believe one word that captain might say
Wind blow us over this inky black wave Brother protect me from a watery grave A watery grave A watery grave
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