Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Watery Grave, artist - COPILOT Music + Sound. Date of issue: 02.08.2020
Song language: English
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 |
| 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 |