The Sailors Home
Title:THE SAILORS HOME
Down the sea of the Panama,
Sailed a ship covered with blood
The eyes of the captain looking towards the Island in enigma
What lies beyond the island
Treasure or the battle ground
As he sailed with his adventure crew
They brew and merry while they yoo
Singing the old sailors anthem
While the island opened its arm to welcome them
As they salley and yohoo-hoo
A smooth sea they echoed
Never makes a good sailor we know
Yohoho yohoho yohoho
But they forget to know
The island is not a place for a sailors home
Set sail,set sail,all hands on deck they shouted
As they disembarked the ship
With merry mind they all faulted
As they left the ship
The wondered through the island missing the smell of the sea
The sailors code they forget
Never let off the sea
Their track were lost and gone
With no compass to lead them to their treasure hunt
They cried as they chanted
Blood on the high sea
Singing the glorious songs of oja
The sea roared it's tides in anger
As she sees her owners in danger
Sending her friend the Raven
To bring the kings back to Haven
They salley back to their ship
With head bent low to the sea
As they sailed back off the shores
They salley back to the sea
As they echoed
Yohoho yohoho yohoho
For island we must sight.
Copyright © Patrick Ituma | Year Posted 2018
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