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Whiskey Bards
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We were one week out from London town
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With our journey near it's end
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And our hold was full of gold and trade
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And we had our coin to spend
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Oh we're homeward bound to our last port o' call
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And our time on the sea is done
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Soon we'll be on a green and pleasant shore
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With the rest we've sorely won
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We were five days out from London town
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And the wind was at our back
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And our ship was sailin' hard and fast
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And the sky was turning black
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Oh we're homeward bound to our last port o' call
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But this squall's got our sails stretched tight
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And those black hungry clouds and that indigo sea
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Won't let go without a fight
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We were three days out from London town
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When we had to lower our sails
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For the sea was a rough and wanton bitch
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And the wind's a banshee's wail
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Oh we're homeward bound to our last port o' call
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And the waves how high they crash
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Washin' clean our deck of all they find
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And the salt spray's like a lash
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We were two days out from London town
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And our Captain was no more
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Now he has his post beneath the sea
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On the ocean bottom's floor
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Oh we're homeward bound to our last port o' call
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And the hold's taking water fast
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This cold sea storm has taken its due
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As it's shatterin' our mast
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Oh we're one day out from London town
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And the sea is smooth as glass
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Not a soul on the waves
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Not a cloud in the sky
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Nothing marking where we'd passed
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Oh we're homeward bound to our last port o' call
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And our time on the sea is done
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Soon we'll be on a green and pleasant shore
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With the rest we've sorely won
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