A Shanty for the Accursed Sailors Songtext
von Folkknot

Cursed, cursed Sailors are we
We′re doomed and bound to a death at sea
We walk the deck, the floorboards creak
But no one, no one hears our plea: "We're lost, we′re lost at sea"

Come storms, chain-shot, or angry whale
Ten score foot swells or siren's wails
We carry on we raise our sails
For we know no other life do we, but a life well suffered at sea


Cursed, cursed Sailors are we
We've sold our souls to a life at sea
No God above has plans for me
So my heart now wanders aimlessly o′er the grand, o the great blue sea

And though we cry this sorry tale
You′ll never find us scared nor quailed
Through waters rough nor stormy gale
We'll brave it all to tell the tale of a life well suffered at sea

And when our sailin days are done
Our bellies rot with leagues of rum
No, you won′t find us on land, no son...
We'll all be dead at the bottom of the sea, what a life, what a life, for me!


Cursed, cursed Sailors are we
We′re doomed and bound to a death at sea
We walk the deck, the floorboards creak
But no one, no one hears our plea: "We're lost, in love with the sea"