Here's the tale of a makeshift pirate
Who's sailed five out of the seven seas
He doesn't know where he's going
Setting his sail by the tune of the breeze
Yo ho ho, he's missing home,
Yo ho ho, how far can he row
Yo ho ho, he's missing home,
How far can he go with him playing the part?
How far can he go with him playing the part?
Now the heart grows for a port-side lover
Even though her love's not for free
They call her the "Roaming Rough Rider"
For the way she tames cavalry
Yo ho ho, he's missing home,
Yo ho ho, how far can he row
Yo ho ho, he's missing home,
How far can he go with him playing the part?
How far can he go with him playing the part?
Counting the stars and the dancing moonlight
Falling asleep to the breath of the waves
Tending to the whims of his forgotten member
Now there's no chance that he'll see the bay
Yo ho ho, he's missing home,
Yo ho ho, how far can he row
Yo ho ho, he's missing home,
How far can he go with him playing the part?
How far can he go with him playing the part?
Finally his boat starts licking the land
Racing to the inn to see his lady
Heartbroken he finds, she treats men like lanterns
One if by land, but two if by sea.
Saturday, January 27, 2018
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