| Twas a cold summer’s day, we woke after noon
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| When a terrible tragedy occurred on our ship
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| Could not work out what was going wrong
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| The crews boot seemed dry, they were out of tune in song
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| Alas! |
| Rummy Rackers was nowhere to be seen
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| Couldn’t remember where he had last been
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| Swiftly we turned and started to descend
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| Hope he’s alright and hasn’t met his end
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| Drinking’s no fun when it’s all said and done
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| A crew’s not a crew when you’re missing someone
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| The sun’s going down, the day’s almost over
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| Neil’s lost out there and what if he’s sober
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| We grabbed the map and retraced our course
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| A tricky task stood in front of us all
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| Each bar we checked, as bare as the last
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| No sign of our crew mate and time’s running out fast
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| Alas! |
| Rummy Rackers we hope you’re still around
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| We’ll search forever until you are found
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| Does any crew know where he may be
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| Maybe we’ll search over Germany
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| Drinking’s no fun when it’s all said and done
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| A crew’s not a crew when you’re missing someone
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| The sun’s going down the day’s almost over
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| Neil’s lost out there and what if he’s sober |