Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Salt And Pepper, artist - Harry Chapin. Album song Sequel, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 05.05.2008
Record label: Chapin
Song language: English
Salt And Pepper |
The old sailor sat at the window seat |
So he could watch as the ships went by |
And he drank from a glass that was always filled |
For the rest of us would buy. |
And he would tell us tales about the ships that sailed |
When he was young and strong. |
And when he thought we’d heard enough of his words |
He’d break into this song. |
Dee dee dee dah dah dah dee dee dee dah dah |
Dah dah dee dee dee dum. |
Each and every day he’d spend this way |
Until the stroke of four |
When a woman as rough as a dockside tough |
Came bursting through the door. |
She’d stalk up to that sailor |
And he’d shrink to the size of a pin. |
And she’d curse and shout and as she hauled him out |
He’d say with a sheepish grin: |
Chorus: |
I’ve sailed the southern oceans |
And the stormy northern sea, |
But now that me sailin’s over, me boys, |
It’s harbor time for me. |
I know you call us Salt and Pepper, |
For an old salt I may be, |
But though she may be pepper to you, me boys, |
She’s sweet as sugar to me. |
Dee dee dee dah dah dah dee dee dee dah dah |
Dah dah dee dee dee dum. |
Yes, we called them Salt and Pepper, |
For that’s the way she was |
And it seemed she got as least as hot |
As fresh red pepper does. |
And a bunch of the boys made offers |
To protect him from her wrath, |
But each and every time, he would decline, |
Declaring with a laugh: |
(Repeat Chorus) |
I’ve had my body broken, |
Not drowned, but parched bone-dry. |
I’ve heard my name be spoken, |
I’ve spit in the Devil’s eye. |
The sea once was my mistress, |
Now Pepper’s replaced her. |
But just another captain, |
Like my tough old captain’s were. |
And you can have your milquetoast ladies, |
I’m made of old salt brine, |
And the gal you saw had starch in her craw, |
Not a lace instead of a spine. |
Sure, the old girl can get tough at times, |
But a sailor’s what I’ve been, |
And when a storm’s about, you learn to ride it out, |
So you can sail once again. |
(Repeat Chorus) |