| The Sea In Captain Ó 2004 Leo Dean He sits on the dock from sunrise to sunset, Talking to sailors that he’d never met. With a bottle of rum he tells his tales, Bout his life on the ocean and the ship that he sailed. Her name was the nautical drifter, Once a shipyard wreak but he’d rebuilt her. No trade winds or hurricanes could keep her at bay, He’d only stop for supplies and then be on his way. He put the sea in captain, he’s a pirate he’s a sailor he’s a troubadour, Casting his spells on mermaids shore to shore. He’s Blackbeard he’s Neptune, he’s Captain Blye, Sailing the seas is how he get’s high. They still talk about the things he’s done…. He put the sea in Captain. Well her planks got dry under the hot southern sky, His hands got too old to mend her. He had offer’s to sell, he told em all go to hell, Cause I’ll not give my love ones away. So he followed the trades to the Islands and cayes Where the waters as clear as a younge girls tears, And if he tells that he’s feeling alright… Lets go sailing tonight ! He put the sea in captain, he’s a pirate he’s a sailor he’s a troubadour, Casting his spells on mermaids shore to shore. He’s Blackbeard he’s Neptune, he’s Captain Blye, Sailing the seas is how he get’s high. They still talk about the things he’s done…. He put the sea in Captain. They say he lost his mind, couldn’t sail anymore, After fifty years at sea, now a life on the shore. Trying to reason, he sailed one last trip. To the bottom of the ocean he took that tall ship. Repeat chorus He used to sit on the dock from sunrise to sunset, Talking to sailors that that he’s never met. |
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