Cracker Jacks
I sometimes dream of days long passed
Spent sailing on the sea
Of visiting those foreign ports
And the call for liberty
Liberty expired at 2 AM
We all thought it was too short
So we hit the closest bar in town
Every time we pulled into port
Sometimes we got a little rowdy
There’d be a fight or two
Some times we just got crazy
To do the things we’d do
We were young and wild and free
Shipmates side by side
We’d dress in our cracker jacks
We all wore them with pride
Homecoming was special
Being away for half a year
We would set the sea and anchor detail
From the crew we’d hear a cheer
Women and children waiting
Standing anxious on the pier
Mothers smiling at their kids
Saying Daddy will soon be here
The one MC blared liberty call
The crew would cheer and then
We’d put on our cracker jacks
Good to be home again.
Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2010
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