Lyrics:
Well gather round me hearties
And you'll hear the tragic tale
Of the crew of the Bethune
And of the schooner they did sail
What awful fate befell
never done
Breakin’ my back at my old man’s house
Takin’ each harvest as it comes
Load the schooner and set sail south
With cane spirits for the Key West
fail
She's the last of the Leelanau schooners to ever set sail
Now they're bringing her home for the last time, they're well on their way
On the lumber
I've seen the last of brandy
And my schooner's had her day
No more to tease those cursed cutters
Dashing 'round the bay
My running days are over now
And its clang, clang, clang full steam ahead
Haul away, haula away HO
It’s the Christmas Schooner bringing Christmas trees YO HO
The Captain had
get to shore
I hope that I can kill good
My father was a sailor named Captain Kennedy
He lost his wooden schooner to the Germans on the sea
your dad
And the scrimshaw that he had
Of an old schooner rovin' 'neath a sky that's ironclad
There's a kind of a restless feeling and it catches you
get to shore
I hope that I can kill good
My father was a sailor named Captain Kennedy
He lost his wooden schooner to the Germans on the sea
get to shore
I hope that I can kill good
My father was a sailor named Captain Kennedy
He lost his wooden schooner to the Germans on the sea
Nineteen-twenty-one
On the schooner Chiquimula
Where a party had begun primer cumpleaños
For a tiny lad at sea
And in my heart is still
That faded photo of JD
Signal
get to shore
I hope that I can kill good
My father was a sailor named Captain Kennedy
He lost his wooden schooner to the Germans on the sea
your dad
And the scrimshaw that he had
Of an old schooner rovin' 'neath a sky that's ironclad
There's a kind of a restless feeling and it catches you
a nephew to the Laird
And I do distain men who are vain, the men with powdered hair.
I command the Nancy Schooner from the Moy on Lake St. Claire.
gratefully
In their proud merchant schooners and ships of the like
And they sail these waters for sons and daughters
They give us our pride and our strong
Down his arm unwinds a story
Love and hate and mum and dad
In flames of hope and glory
A mermaid and a schooner
Tells us he was once at sea
A heart
Swinging high tide on a silvery moon
Dancing harbingers of impending doom
Lead a horse to water can't make it drink
Weighing anchor on a schooner
drink
Round a quarter to two
If I'm starting to make no sense
Well whoopdee-fuckin-do
I got a schooner in the left
Cigarette in the right
I wish
mentally stable
Scull my beer cos we're calling the Uber
And I'll grab us a seat if you go get me a schooner
Pay half price cos my mate's the barkeeper
Order
Oh our schooner and our sloop in Ferryland they do lie.
They are already rigged to be bound for the ice,
All you lads of the Southern we will have
the schooner
When it's hotter in the summer
Happy hour got it cooler, happy hour
At happy hour, happy hour, happy hour
It's Happy hour, happy hour, happy hour
kitchenette could cook correct he'd disconnect her damn dress
Turn your Schooner's galley into a shooting gallery
Privateer sear the powder keg and then we
schooner's final run home
They'd sing: Roll, roll, roll away boys
She'll take everything that you see
So roll, roll, roll away boys
And bring her 'round one
Sad ruin upon the seafront
Torn sails and crates of earth
Strange records inside her logbook
Tall tales of the Schooner's curse
Where the East
Big Boy I've been looking
Been looking for you all my life
You overturned my schooner
And you terrorized my wife
We won't be done here
Till I've got
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