| Share page | Visit Us On FB |
|
|
||||
|
128 |
SEA SONGS. |
■ |
||
|
|
||||
|
Why sinking men in ocean and killing men on land Shouldn't both deserve the gallows—that no sailors
understand. They're murderers all alike, we say—the noose their
doom should be, Who end a single life on land or scores away at sea.
We give our days to serve you ; they've dangers quite
enough ; They've not the smooth life of your towns; they're
toilsome, hard, and rough. With the best of captains and of ships, the lee shore and
the storm We sailors have to battle with while you sleep safe and
warm. We should not be sent to drown like dogs; we know
that shouldn't be ; And gold should not be made, we say, by murdering
men at sea. |
||||
|
|
||||
|
Rich men grow richer wrecking us ; that plainly now
we're told ; To sea we're sent in worn-out hulks whose timbers
hardly hold; |
||||
|
|
||||