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Vattenfärg. Inte så bra som jag önskat :P Behöver definitivt öva mycket mer.
James, Jack och Teague
<i style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; color: rgb(44, 54, 53); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; ">When first I landed in Liverpool
I went upon the spree
While money lasts, I spent it fast
Got drunk as drunk could be
And when me money was all gone
On liquors and the whores,
I made up me mind that I was inclined
To go to sea no more
No more, no more
To go to sea no more
I made up me mind that I was inclined
To go to sea no more
As I was walking down the street
I met with Angeline
She said: "come home with me, me lad
And we’ll have a cracking time"
But when I awoke it was no joke
I found I was all alone,
Me silver watch and me money to
And me whole bloody gear was gone
Was gone, was gone
Me whole bloody gear was gone
It was when I awoke it was no joke
For me whole bloody gear was gone
As I was walking down the street
I met Big Rapper Brown
I asked him if he would take me in
And he looked at me with a frown,
He said: “last time you was paid off with me
You chalked up no score
But I’ll take your advance
And I’ll give youse a chance
To go to sea once more
Once more,once more
To go to sea once more
I’ll take your advance
And I’ll give youse a chance
To go to sea once more
He sent me aboard of a whaling ship
bound for the arctic seas
where cold winds blow
and there’s frost and snow
and jamaica rum would freeze
but worst of all; I’d no hardweather gear
for I’d lost all me dunnage ashore
it was the that I wished that I was dead
and go to sea no more
No more,no more
To go to sea no more
It was then that I wished that I was dead
And go to sea no more
Sometimes we’re catching whales me lads,
but mostly we get none
with a twenty foot oar in every paw
from five o’clock in th mor’n
and when daylights gone
and the noghts coming on
we rest upon our oars
and o’boys you wish that you was dead
or snug with the girls ashore
Ashore, ashore
Or snug with the girls ashore
O’boys you wish that you was dead
Or snug with the girls ashore
Come all you sea-faring lads
that listen to me song
when you go a-big boating, boys
make sure you do not go wrong
You take me tip when you come off a trip
Don’t go with any whores
But get married instead, and have all night in bed
And go to sea no more
No more, no more
To go to sea no more
Get married instead and have all night in bed
And go to sea no more <i style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; color: rgb(44, 54, 53); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; ">
Lyrics (c) Storm Weather Shanty Choir
Jack Sparrow, Captain Teague (c) Disney
James, art (c) Me
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I went upon the spree
While money lasts, I spent it fast
Got drunk as drunk could be
And when me money was all gone
On liquors and the whores,
I made up me mind that I was inclined
To go to sea no more
No more, no more
To go to sea no more
I made up me mind that I was inclined
To go to sea no more
As I was walking down the street
I met with Angeline
She said: "come home with me, me lad
And we’ll have a cracking time"
But when I awoke it was no joke
I found I was all alone,
Me silver watch and me money to
And me whole bloody gear was gone
Was gone, was gone
Me whole bloody gear was gone
It was when I awoke it was no joke
For me whole bloody gear was gone
As I was walking down the street
I met Big Rapper Brown
I asked him if he would take me in
And he looked at me with a frown,
He said: “last time you was paid off with me
You chalked up no score
But I’ll take your advance
And I’ll give youse a chance
To go to sea once more
Once more,once more
To go to sea once more
I’ll take your advance
And I’ll give youse a chance
To go to sea once more
He sent me aboard of a whaling ship
bound for the arctic seas
where cold winds blow
and there’s frost and snow
and jamaica rum would freeze
but worst of all; I’d no hardweather gear
for I’d lost all me dunnage ashore
it was the that I wished that I was dead
and go to sea no more
No more,no more
To go to sea no more
It was then that I wished that I was dead
And go to sea no more
Sometimes we’re catching whales me lads,
but mostly we get none
with a twenty foot oar in every paw
from five o’clock in th mor’n
and when daylights gone
and the noghts coming on
we rest upon our oars
and o’boys you wish that you was dead
or snug with the girls ashore
Ashore, ashore
Or snug with the girls ashore
O’boys you wish that you was dead
Or snug with the girls ashore
Come all you sea-faring lads
that listen to me song
when you go a-big boating, boys
make sure you do not go wrong
You take me tip when you come off a trip
Don’t go with any whores
But get married instead, and have all night in bed
And go to sea no more
No more, no more
To go to sea no more
Get married instead and have all night in bed
And go to sea no more <i style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; color: rgb(44, 54, 53); font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: normal; text-align: left; ">
Lyrics (c) Storm Weather Shanty Choir
Jack Sparrow, Captain Teague (c) Disney
James, art (c) Me
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