The Mermaid
© 2007 by Paul Espinoza,
Forest Moon Music, BMI, all rights reserved

It was Friday morn when we set sail,
And we were not far from the land,
When our Captain he spied a mermaid so fair,
With a comb and a glass in her hand.

CHORUS:
And the ocean waves do roll,
And the stormy winds do blow,
And we poor sailors go skipping at the top,
 While the landlubbers lie down below.

Then up spoke the captain of our gallant ship,
And a fine old man was he,
"This sweet mermaid has warned us of our doom,
We shall sink to the bottom of the sea."

 Then up spoke the mate of our gallant ship ,
And a fine spoken man was he!
"I have a wife in Brooklyn by the sea ,
And tonight a widow she will be .

 Then up spoke the cabin boy of our gallant ship ,
And a brave young lad was he,
"I have a sweetheart in Salem by the sea ,
And tonight she'll be weeping there for me.

Then up spoke the cook of our gallant ship ,
And a crazy old butcher was he,
 "I care much more for my pots and my pans,
Than I do for the bottom of the sea."

 Then three times round spun our gallant ship,
And three times round spun she,
Three times round spun our gallant ship,
And she sank to the bottom of the sea.

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