Ahoy!
Way-oh-way, another day, another night at sea
I wished to be a mariner, now a mariner is me
Way-oh-way, another day I haven't touched the land
But when I return, I'm fairly certain gold will be in hand
But way-oh-way, oh little sailor, danger lies at sea
This job will take your life away, but lucky for you and me
My father was a bastard who sailed with buccaneers
Now I'm a bastard too, I guess it rubbed off over years
My father was a mariner who risked his life at sea
And now that type of danger is the perfect life for me
Way-oh-way, another day, another night at sea
I wished to be a mariner, now a mariner is me
Way-oh-way, another day I haven't touched the land
But when I return, I'm fairly certain gold will be in hand
Fins and gills, scales and teeth, the size of which you've never seen
The bigger the piece, the better the coin, so what'll it be?
Batten the hatches, cut them down, cook 'em in batches
The gold we'll make from this is all at stake, so move your asses!
And ye best not blunder, or you'll be going under
We are more than mariners, we are leviathan hunters
Do you have what it takes? (takes takes takes takes takes)
Do you have what it takes? (takes takes takes takes takes)
Do you have what it takes? (takes takes takes takes takes)
Well, my father was a bastard who sailed with buccaneers
Now I'm a bastard too, I guess it rubbed off over years
My father was a mariner who risked his life at sea
And now that type of danger is the perfect life for me
Way-oh-way, another day, another night at sea
I wished to be a mariner, now a mariner is me
Way-oh-way, another day I haven't touched the land
But when I return, I'm fairly certain gold will be in hand
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