It was a rainy night
The ladies were all outside
My mind recognized
My German
Who stood and watched them
A liberation movement
I blew them kisses from the foremast
It withstood terrible
Atmospheric pressure
Back in my cabin hotel
Opening Prime Meridian wine
A scrimshaw in the moonlight
They pitched me low and inside
I stowed the waste away
Drunk, adrift, I sway
Sun turned black, burnt holes down below
Captain bail-away hurricane, fix up the holes
Captain bail-away hurricane, fix up them all
Again, shrimp with cold beans, and no one at the bar tonight
Captain bail-away hurricane, fix up the holes
Captain bail-away hurricane, fix up them all
Deck-hand, helmsman, short-handed,
I steer the ship alone and I plug the holes
Another beer Señor?
Rain has soaked tobacco
I held the match too long and burnt my fingers
Compass swingers!
Thought about the Mexican girls
That I'll never see again
Scrub my vomit with holy-stone
Kept my eyes from flashing
Moving like a chain gang in my
Death ballet
I'll give them nothing
I'm not stepping down there
The fruit has gone bad
Looked on with fondness, I held my own hand
Shoot the lanterns and drink salt water
Captain bail-away hurricane, fix up the holes
Captain bail-away hurricane, fix up them all
Again, shrimp with cold beans, and no one at the bar tonight
Captain bail-away hurricane, fix up the holes
Captain bail-away hurricane, fix up them all
Deck-hand, helmsman, short-handed,
I steer the ship alone and I plug the holes