Revelling Crooks - Rats Are Leaving | Текст песни

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• Rats Are Leaving

hey-dey look at me
i pull my paddle up one two three
and i pull my paddle to the beat of a drum
and i never get a rest 'till the day is done

i pull my paddle and I push it right back
me and a hundred with a shaggle on my neck
damned to be lashed on this never ending trip
before the rats are leaving the sinking ship

rum and whiskey are used to be our freight
captured it all in about seven hundred raids
and i pull my paddle with a curse on my lips
before the rats are leaving the sinking ship

the sea gets raw and the wind blows cold
got the mightiest storm you have ever been told
this might be the end of a terrible grip
before the rats are leaving the sinking ship

the ship turns left and the ship turns right
every wave that breaks was a terrible fight
caught in chains and no reason to be hip
and now the rats are leaving the sinking ship

hey-dey look at me
i pull my paddle up one two three
and i pull my paddle to the beat of a drum
and i never get a rest 'till the day is done

tell my lady not to wait i'll be on my way
i send them all to heavensgate 'till the end of day

hey-dey look at me
i pull my paddle up one two three
and i pull my paddle to the beat of a drum
and i never get a rest 'till the day is done