The Mariner's Revenge Song

	  		
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We are two mariners 
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Our ship's sole survivors 
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In this belly of a whale 
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It's ribs are ceiling beams 
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It's guts are carpeting 
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I guess we have some time to kill 

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You may not remember me 
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I was a child of three 
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And you, a lad of eighteen 
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But, I remember you 
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And I will relate to you 
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How our histories interweave 
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At the time you were 
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A rake and a roustabout 
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Spending all your money 
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On the whores and hounds 
(oh, oh) 

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You had a charming air 
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All cheap and debonair 
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My widowed mother found so sweet 
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And so she took you in 
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Her sheets still warm with him 
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Now filled with filth and foul disease 
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As time wore on you proved 
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A debt-ridden drunken mess 
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Leaving my mother 
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A poor consumptive wretch 
(oh, oh) 

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And then you disappeared 
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Your gambling arrears 
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The only thing you left behind 
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And then the magistrate 
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Reclaimed our small estate 
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And my poor mother lost her mind 
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Then, one day in spring 
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My dear sweet mother died 
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But, before she did 
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I took her hand as she, dying, cried: 
(oh, oh) 

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"Find him, find him 
Tie him to a pole and break 
His fingers to splinters 
Drag him to a hole until he 
Wakes up naked 
Clawing at the ceiling 
Of his grave" 

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It took me fifteen years 
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To swallow all my tears 
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Among the urchins in the street 
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Until a priory 
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Took pity and hired me 
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To keep their vestry nice and neat 
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But, never once in the employ 
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these holy men 
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Did I ever, once turn my mind 
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From the thought of revenge 
(oh, oh) 

(Continua igual os versos.) 

One night I overheard 
The prior exchanging words 
With a penitent whaler from the sea 
The captain of his ship 
Who matched you toe to tip 
Was known for wanton cruelty 
The following day 
I shipped to sea 
With a privateer 
And in the whistle 
Of the wind 
I could almost hear 
(oh, oh) 

"Find him, find him 
Tie him to a pole and break 
His fingers to splinters 
Drag him to a hole until he 
Wakes up naked 
Clawing at the ceiling 
Of his grave 

There is one thing I must say to you 
As you sail across the sea 
Always, your mother will watch over you 
As you avenge this wicked deed" 

And then, that fateful night 
We had you in our sight 
After twenty months, it seemed 
Your starboard flank abeam 
I was getting my muskets clean 
When came this rumbling from beneath 
The ocean shook 
The sky went black 
And the captain quailed 
And before us grew 
The angry jaws 
Of a giant whale 

(oh..) 

Don't know how I survived 
The crew all was chewed alive 
I must have slipped between his teeth 
But, oh, what providence 
What divine intelligence 
That you should survive 
As well as me 
It gives my eye great joy 
To see your eyes fill with fear 
To lean in close 
And I will whisper 
The last words you'll hear 
(oh, oh)