We found her smoking merrily in the Balmoral Hotel
And we knew she was our only one-eyed Northern Belle
With Shamus up the mizzen-mast and Willie at the head
Oh we set to sea
A 1, 2, 3!
A new fine wench in the cabin bed.
The kraken rising from the depths below
He never counted on Mary, from the snow
The sea was rolling merrily round the shores of Bowen Isle
Ah, the Swedish Bastard sang a song
That made dear Mary smile
Then I gave the sailor's prayer, me boys
We roared out in the rain
And below the sea
A 1, 2, 3!
The monster heard our sad refrain
The kraken rising from the depth below
He never counted on Mary from the snow
Oh Mary, the one-eyed cherry
Of Dawson City, we loved her so
Oh Mary, the beast was angry
And you stood ready
With a mortal blow!
With arms the size of houses
They knocked us to and fro
We cursed out as the kraken
Made to drag us down below
And the last thing that I saw before
I screamed our last good-bye
Was the redhead whore
That we adored
With murder in her one good eye
The kraken rising from the depths below
He never counted on Mary from the snow
Oh Mary, the one-eyed cherry
Of Dawson City, we loved her so
Oh Mary, the beast was angry
And you stood ready
With a mortal blow!
The kraken rising from the depths below
He never counted on Mary from the snow
She was Mary, the one-eyed cherry
Of Dawson City, we loved her so
Oh Mary, the beast was angry
And you stood ready
With a mortal blow!
God rest your one-eyed soul