A Salty Dog

All hands on deck, we've run a float, I heard the Captain cry. Explore the ship, replace the cook, Let no one leave alive. Across the straits, around the horn, How far can sailors fly? A twisted path, our tortured course, And no one left alive. We sa

There's you, you're sleeping over there Whilst me I'm sitting here With so much sea between us I can't make it much more clear There'll be no time for crying We won't make it more than six I could change my plea to guilty But I don't think it would s

(fisher / reid) I sat me down to write a simple story Which maybe in the end became a song In trying to find the words which might begin it I found these were the thoughts I brought along At first I took my weight to be an anchor And gathered up my f