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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (All right you scallywags of questionable seaworthiness, we begin with an up-tempo step-liveliness.) Send him aloft, high into the crow's nest, He'll keep watch with his keen young sight. Let me out, the wind is a-freshenin', Roll me up in the middle of the night. Over to the hatch and have a check within the hold, lad, So we know that down below, the ship is nice and tight. Roll into the galley, and fetch the cook potatoes, But throw 'em in the water if they've got the bleedin' blight. Roll me out into the wet heart o' the glossy sea, Hand me down a whoppin' tankard o' rum, Tomorrow, on the hunt we'll be, The Captain knows where that foreign vessel's from. Roll me into our sheltered island hideaway, We can sleep a while before dawn's early fight. Give us one drink but we're gonna cut it off right there, Gotta wake up in the mornin,' gotta wake up feelin' right. Roll me out, now we're after a prize, boys, Watch out for the shallows in the middle of the bight, Roll me away, don't let them hit us broadside, They'll soon surrender to our mighty pirate fright. (Okay, me hearties, slow it down a shark's whisker...) Now we're all as happy as the humpback whale, We'll treat the prisoners fairly, or it's impolite, The sun slips below the rail, the briny dark will then prevail, The crew's asleep, full fathoms deep, of moonlight take a bite. Roll me easy, there's peace upon the ocean, The softest wind, and stars a-burnin' bright, Drift through the water with that slow rockin' motion, When we make it back to shore, our tales they will write. (Avast ye now, slow it on down until yer barely makin' a wake...) Roll me quiet when I think about my lost girl, Nothin's bigger then than me a-wonderin' why, Roll me back because I can't forget the dead boy, And turn your head away, before I start to cry.
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