I sailed my ship
for many a day / across the stormy sea,
Many a ruffian I
have carried / and never refused but three.
They met me on a
summer day, / and saw my gallant ship,
And sought a passage
to the other side / upon a hurried trip.
They offered all
the dough they had, / mixed with a little sass,
That made me kinda
hesitate, / and ask them for a pass,
They deemed a pass
unnecessary / for men of their degree,
And insisted that
I take my ship / and sail it out to sea.
An old man who was
standing by, / and noted what they said,
Saw them kick me
in the ribs / and strike me on the head.
He heard them say
they'd steal a boat / and put it out to sea,
And sail away to
the other side / to some strange countr'ee.
But no! The coward
of the bunch / the one you'd think was brave,
Suggested that they
turn again / and hide in a mountain cave.
And as the day went
slowly by / I heard the truth in time,
I found that they
were murderers / and guilty of a crime.
So as I sail my sturdy
ship / until my life has ceased,
I know not whom my
friends may be / unless they've traveled East