the lamentation of the marooned sailor

it's been fourteen years since they put me on this island

no ship

no crew an' no bottle of rum!

me boots have rotten

me mood turned sour

no ship

no crew an' no bottle of rum!

now i tell ye me ol' salt i wish i was there

with me ship

me crew an' me bottle of rum!

there on the high sea

with the winds an' the waves

me ship

me crew an' me bottle of rum!

oh lord

if ye ever steer a ship here

a ship with a crew an' a bottle of rum!

i'll promise i'll never go rovin' no more

with me ship me crew an' me bottle of rum

i'll be meek as lamb an' calm as a saint

jus me an' me ship an' me bottle of rum

an' i'll never end up in a dance with jack keer

with no ship

no crew an' no bottle of rum

but lord let me not meet that treacherous first mate

with me ship me crew an me bottle of rum

'couse then with me cutlass i'll chop of his limbs

i'll smash in his face with me bottle of rum

i curse their bones for leaving me here

deceitful crew

empty bottle of rum

they're plundrin' an' sailin' the main without me

on me ship

with me crew an' me bottle of rum!

i hope they'll reach ropes end there at sea

crushed ship

drowned crew an' smashed bottle of rum!

an' be thrown in the spaniards deep dungeon of woe

no ship

no crew an' no bottle of rum!

it's been fourteen years since they put me on this island

no ship

no crew an' no bottle of rum!

me mood has rotten me hope is dim

no ship

no crew an' no bottle of rum!

now i tell ye me ol' salt i wish i was there

with me ship

me crew an' me bottle of rum!

there on the high sea

with the winds an' the waves

me ship

me crew an' me bottle of rum!