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Date of issue: 27.01.2014
Record label: Steve Forbert
Song language: English
The Oil Song |
«Oh the engine’s gone dead,"cried the men who work there |
And she passed up the dock on the wide Delaware |
Then the ship ran aground and the oil got away |
And they penned that report, «The Big Spill"on that day |
It was hundreds of thousands of gallons galore |
Stretching thirty-two miles down the Delaware shore |
There were geese in the marshes out looking for food |
They got stuck where they stood in the oncoming crude |
And it’s oil, oil |
Ah, drifting to the sea |
Oil, oil |
Don’t buy it at the station, you can have it now for free |
Just come on down to the shoreline where the water used to be In the well-charted waters of the Nantucket shoals |
There’s a ship run aground full of oil, we were told |
In a week’s worth of rough winter weather and waves |
The boat started cracking and it could not be saved |
It was seven-point-six million gallons this time |
Consider the danger and think of the crime |
As it poured out a slick stretching into the tide |
Over hundred-miles and yes, it came deep, it came wide |
And it’s oil, oil |
Oil pouring in the sea |
Oil, oil |
Oh, don’t buy it at the station, you can have it now for free |
Just come on down to the shoreline where the water used to be There’s talk of some writing found in the ship’s log |
Saying one of the helmsmen’s unfit for his job |
And the ship’s gyro compass was six degrees shy |
Their charts were outdated but they, they tried to get by And you know it’s oil, oil |
Yeah, pouring in the sea |
Oil, oil |
Don’t buy it at the station, you can have it now for free |
Just come on down to the shoreline where the water used to be Yeahhh |
Now both of these ships, like a great many more |
Got registered in through Liberian doors |
Inspections are quick and regulations are few |
Just sign on the line and go find you a crew, yes |
One of these ships was the Olympic Games |
The Argo Merchant was the other one’s name |
Well it’s sad, but it’s true, things got worse for the seas |
'Cause I ain’t even mentioned Amoco Cadiz |
Amoco Cadiz, between England and France |
The big super tanker out there taking it’s chance |
With it’s one-hundred-thousand black tons of the slime |
Amoco Cadiz spilled the most of all time |
Yes, ya' know it’s oil, oil |
Man, it’s creepin' in the sea |
Oil, oil |
Oh, don’t buy it at the station, you can have it now for free |
Just come on down to the shoreline where the water used to be Now down in the Gulf east of Mexico Way |
There’s something gone wrong, so the papers all say |
A Mexican oil well is leaking it’s goo |
They say it’s the worse that things have ever come to Yes it’s gallons of sludge, sixty-million and more |
It’s cruising and oozing towards many a shore |
Yes, things have got bad but they will probably get worse |
If you can’t drink the oil, oh, you might, you might die of thirst |
Because it’s oil, it’s oil |
And it’s creeping in the sea |
Oil, oil |
Don’t buy it at the station, you can have it now for free |
Just come on down to the shoreline where the water used to be |