My Version of It - Lesson #164 Lyrics

The modern world's a disaster
So we run to me rum much faster
In a moment so we can get plastered
And that's the last will hear from me

I know what you are thinking
These scullions are obsessed with drinking
It'll keep me sweet ship from sinking
And keep me as warm as can be

So take what I'm saying to your heart
Grab ye glass, ye bottle and yer chart
Let you and ye cup never to part
Or alas, you'll be lost at sea
And that's the last you will hear from me

Tonight, I'm as quiet as a clam
For tomorrow we're bound to make dry land
The king, I'm his mate and his first hand
And rum running his only command
And that's all you will hear from me
That's all you will hear from me
That's all you will hear from me