| Oh sea legs please don’t fail me now
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| I pray lord please help me right
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| This ship today
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| Cause I can’t take much more
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| Of this strain on my battered hull
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| I thought I was tough
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| I thought I was strong
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| Thought I could handle anyone who came along
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| Thought the worth of a boat
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| In how well it floats
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| And this old boat won’t float for long with all these holes
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| So I grab both sides with iron will
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| It’s fit for war but weighs too much and starts to fill
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| Now I’m clutching the sides as long as I can
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| It’s much too cold to swim
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| And much too deep to stand
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| When I started off down this path
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| I was well aware of the facts
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| And despite the proof I have vowed to choose
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| I continue bearing these (?)
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| I thought I was quick
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| As smart as a whip
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| I guess I met my match
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| Best stiffen up, my lip
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| My wit’s getting weak
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| The sea’s on the rise
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| And here I sit exposed
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| Atop the lying side
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| I thought I was tough
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| I thought I was strong
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| But I can’t stay aboard this sinking ship for long
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| I thought I was quick
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| Smart as a whip
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| I guess I met my match this time
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| I’ll take my licks
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| And when push always comes to shove
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| And I feel like enough’s enough
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| And despite the shit-storm that’s pounding my home
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| I walk outside and set off
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| Oh sea legs please don’t fail me now
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| Oh sea legs please don’t fail me now |