[05:36.00]Album by: A Salty Dog
[05:36.00]Artist by: Procol Harum
[05:36.00](brooker / reid)
[05:36.00]All hands on deck, weve run afloat! i heard the captain cry
[05:36.00]Explore the ship, replace the cook: let no one leave alive!
[05:36.00]Across the straits, around the horn: how far can sailors fly?
[05:36.00]A twisted path, our tortured course, and no one left alive
[05:36.00]We sailed for parts unknown to man, where ships come home to die
[05:36.00]No lofty peak, nor fortress bold, could match our captains eye
[05:36.00]Upon the seventh seasick day we made our port of call
[05:36.00]A sand so white, and sea so blue, no mortal place at all
[05:36.00]We fired the gun, and burnt the mast, and rowed from ship to shore
[05:36.00]The captain cried, we sailors wept: our tears were tears of joy
[05:36.00]Now many moons and many junes have passed since we made land
[05:36.00]A salty dog, this seamans log: your witness my own hand