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On the Quarterdeck
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
And 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
And we’ll toast with Spanish whiskey and cigars
We’ll ride tonight on the quarterdeck
Them Mausers fetch us twenty and them 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 through a straw
Keep the lighthouse there at Tarragona on the quarter
Them anarchistos ain’t half bad with a three inch mortar
They’ll crack dirty jokes as they watch us drown
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
Watch them fireworks in the hills above Barcelona’s
Bloody thrills
And then we’ll fly tonight for the Strait
Keep the guns on the quarter
Or we’ll drink that salty water with a smile
(words and music Ray Taylor 2016)
On the Quarterdeck
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
And 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
And we’ll toast with Spanish whiskey and cigars
We’ll ride tonight on the quarterdeck
Them Mausers fetch us twenty and them 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 through a straw
Keep the lighthouse there at Tarragona on the quarter
Them anarchistos ain’t half bad with a three inch mortar
They’ll crack dirty jokes as they watch us drown
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
Watch them fireworks in the hills above Barcelona’s
Bloody thrills
And then we’ll fly tonight for the Strait
Keep the guns on the quarter
Or we’ll drink that salty water with a smile
(words and music Ray Taylor 2016)
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