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Tempestuous Sea

I sailed the tempestuous sea The squally water threatening to drown me As I follow the stars hoping they will guide me home Shouting at the wind 'Don't assail me!' 'Lord please save me! ' As I sailed this tempestuous sea. I rode the high waves Plunged down in the dips The rain lashed hard just as if we're a whip The water lashed my raw face I knew I was in dire straits As I shouted into the wind Don't assail me!' 'Lord please save me! ' As I sailed the tempestuous sea I wondered if I don't make it home Will my loved ones miss me? Will my passing be the cause of misery? Will they even remember me? In this deep squall and over the din Of the lightening flashes and the clap as its thundering I thought I could hear mermaids sing An I knew there was only one thing that, that can mean Rocks! And so I shouted into the wind Don't assail me!' 'Lord please save me! ' Then I heard the breaking and tearing of wood My ship was now wrecked if I was not mistook Battered against the mermaids rocks My ship it listed and all was lost And I shouted into the wind Don't assail me!' 'Lord please save me! ' But no one or nothing heard me Above the stormy thunderous sea roar My ship now in part just flotsam Other parts sinking to the sea floor And my crew as well as myself were lost at sea To be seen no more. We were now swimming with the mermaids In Davey Jones's locker And my ship lost because she was wrecked before I could dock her And return home safe to my family But the crew and myself were mourned And our loss caused pain and misery But there was no wind to shout into the wind Don't assail me!' 'Lord please save me! ' I fact there was no more wind or tempestuous sea Just calm water, smooth and serene As flowers were thrown onto the water as a remembrance To all of us lost at sea Who now swim with the mermaids And dance playfully in Davey Jones's locker At the bottom of the briney sea.

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