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		Author Name: Len
		Date Added: June 15, 2009 03:06:43	9 Comments
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Sailor's Life

{Aye, this be an older seafarin' tune

to which I just added audio...Arrr}

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I am a drunken sailor man
I've sailed the seven seas
In every port of every land
I've caught some rare disease

(chorus)

Ever sailin'
Man will know
First yer money
Then yer clothes
'Ave you seen Maggie?

Thar she BLOWS!

The sailor's life for me, Oh
the sailor's life for me

A storm was blowin' round the horn
Them waves were in the sky
I heard a crack in the mizzen mast
I feared that day, I'd die

(chorus)

Store that gear
down below
We sail at dawn
So don't be slow
"Ave you seen Maggie?

Thar she BLOWS!

Best save taste for me, oh
The sailor's life for me

Many a hand 'ave lost their minds
Upon the endless seas
When time goes by your mate's behind
Starts lookin' round, INDEED!

(chorus)

Heave to
Trim that sail!
The clipper's gonna
Be yer jail

Fer near a year
You'll see no tail
But mateys we shall be, oh

Mateys we shall be

I met a bloke named William Bligh
At Maggie's place, quite late
He caught the young lad Fletcher's eye
And now they're sailin' mates

(chorus)

Ever sailin'
Man will know
First yer money
Then yer clothes
'Ave you seen Maggie?

Thar she BLOWS!

Footloose and fancy free, Oh
The sailor's life for me!

Footlose and fancy free, Ooooh
The sailor's life for me :o)

Author's Notes:

I actually was a sailor :o)

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Comments:

	Comment By: The Bag Lady on November 7, 2009 11:23:17 AM	Report
	CONTRARY TO POPULAR BELIEF......I am NOT the Maggie herein mentioned.....!!! I am a respectable Baglady that maybe strolls down by the river when the Tall Ships come to Portland, but .....ahem.....I am not the above mentioned lady.....(((Thought you weren't gonna' tell, Len>)).. Hugs.....Margaret....readin' a great Sailor ditty from a great ditty Sailor... Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: The Mystic Poet on October 7, 2009 04:06:19 PM	Report
	Did you eat lotsa spinach? Good one ol'bean! Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Shanna McCormick on September 25, 2009 04:52:04 PM	Report
	you definitely have the perfect voice to sing this :) I love it, Len ~Shanna Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: J rome on September 2, 2009 09:21:12 PM	Report
	Heehee, the sailor life for me, haha. has me laughin matey Len. Sure hope yur sailin days weren't with them there pirates scury dogs. I hear say they never suobbed the poop deck. Jerry. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Bruce A. Peaslee on July 26, 2009 03:18:24 PM	Report
	Len - I will never watch "Mutiny on the Bounty" the same way again. Christian and Bligh!? Who knew?? Fun write and sound. ---Poetrydad--- Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Roger Bacon on July 8, 2009 11:49:24 AM	Report
	Every sailor I've met mentions a Maggie. Being a land locked farmer I missed out. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Alison Storm Wolf on June 15, 2009 03:31:36 PM	Report
	hehehe I was singing along and tapping my feet. Nothing like a sea shanty to make me smile. bntw I hope the lines below do not apply to your time at sea ;-) Ali x When time goes by your mate's behind Starts lookin' round, INDEED! Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Steve on June 15, 2009 09:20:53 AM	Report
	Another sea chantey to sing while swabbing the decks. Respond To This Comment

	Comment By: Joe Petro on June 15, 2009 04:34:01 AM	Report
	If you knew Lenny like I knew Lenny, oh oh oh what a guy. Heave to matie, and I meet ya in the aft section. Another Granny winner. I mean Grammy winner. jp Respond To This Comment