The Terrible Sea
The wind howls mournful and low o'er the hole in his heart
Left a note for his mother to say he'd be joinin' his da'
He said the devils all pissed 'cause I danced with his daughter
I were born to be hung, so I don't fear the water
If he wants me he can chase me below the terrible sea
There's a pinch of tobacco tucked into the sleeve of his coat
And a dirty black penny to pay the old man on the boat
He honours the rocks with a cruciform pose
Singin' my love is like a red, red rose
In a single explosion he's gone to the terrible sea
compositores da letra "The Terrible Sea": The Rumjacks
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