Brissol - Boats Down

All it takes is the spray and the brine to make a deck hands wine
And leave you drunk and in love with the wind and the waves
Best keep your head lest you wind up dead
In the cold embrace of a watery grave
Boats down oars in the water Boats down off through the sea
Boats down singing to my fair maiden my heart belongs to thee

It could be three years or more fore I return to this shore
May our love have not gone cold
For it's a promise this ring and its fortune I'll bring
Returning with the oil flowing o'er the hold
Boats down oars in the water Boats down off through the sea
Boats down singing to my fair maiden my heart belongs to thee

It's to be a worldwide trip on board this ship
Powered by the wind and the breeze
So to reach me by mail send it off in a gale and address it to the seven seas
Boats down oars in the water Boats down off through the sea
Boats down singing to my fair maiden my heart belongs to thee

Once we come around to the cruising ground
A foreboding feeling hung in the air
Looked me right in the eye as the harpoon bit his side
Then split the ships asunder not a soul was spared
Now I sink down deep through the water sink down to the bottom of the sea
Sink down a chorus of sperm-a-ceti singing my funeral elegy
My fair maiden I shant return to thee

Written by:
Ronald Reichert Jr

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