I posted a demo of this with my own vocals and programmed drums about a year ago. Here is the realized version. Nick (easlern) did the lead vocal, Dave (ibleedburgundy) the drums. Thanks guys!
New mix:
On the Quarterdeck_Ray Taylor_Mix 15.mp3 - Google Drive
On the Quarterdeck
Words and music by Ray Taylor, 2016
White sangria give us a pause
Between the day’s effect and tomorrow’s cause
Tomorrow’s only cause
We’ll ride tonight on the quarterdeck
Well that Spanish coast is ready
The fog is laid in heavy
And they’ll rise tonight on the border
With the moon on the water
Then we’ll toast with Spanish whiskey and cigars
Ride tonight on the quarterdeck
Them Mauser’s fetch us twenty and the Brownings thrice as many
Then we’ll light out and watch the sunrise on the East End jetty
And we’ll sip that Spanish lager with a straw
Keep a sharp eye out for the light Tarragona
Them anarchistos ain’t half bad with a three inch mortar
They’ll do vodka shots while they watch us burn
Dry sangria give us a pause
Between the day’s effect and tomorrow’s cause
Tomorrow’s only cause
We’ll ride tonight on the quarterdeck
Watch them fireworks in the hills above Barcelona’s
Bloody thrills
And then we’ll fly right for Gibraltar
Keep the guns on the quarter
Or we’ll drink that salty water with a smile
New mix:
On the Quarterdeck_Ray Taylor_Mix 15.mp3 - Google Drive
On the Quarterdeck
Words and music by Ray Taylor, 2016
White sangria give us a pause
Between the day’s effect and tomorrow’s cause
Tomorrow’s only cause
We’ll ride tonight on the quarterdeck
Well that Spanish coast is ready
The fog is laid in heavy
And they’ll rise tonight on the border
With the moon on the water
Then we’ll toast with Spanish whiskey and cigars
Ride tonight on the quarterdeck
Them Mauser’s fetch us twenty and the Brownings thrice as many
Then we’ll light out and watch the sunrise on the East End jetty
And we’ll sip that Spanish lager with a straw
Keep a sharp eye out for the light Tarragona
Them anarchistos ain’t half bad with a three inch mortar
They’ll do vodka shots while they watch us burn
Dry sangria give us a pause
Between the day’s effect and tomorrow’s cause
Tomorrow’s only cause
We’ll ride tonight on the quarterdeck
Watch them fireworks in the hills above Barcelona’s
Bloody thrills
And then we’ll fly right for Gibraltar
Keep the guns on the quarter
Or we’ll drink that salty water with a smile
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