The Marystown Expedition

Verse Upon St. Crispin’s Day we made for a distant shore from the harbour mouth of Montego We were packed to the deck with a rash of Nelson’s blood on a Northern course where the tradewinds blow Forty nights on the deck of an old West Indiaman shed little light on what I know One day this will be over, this I know Verse I remember you as the girl I loved so well and the lady of my hearth and home So I must be the man with a horde of tales to tell and a bigger horde of silks and gold Do you resent me for my roving ways? Are you still the lady that I know? One day this will be over, this I know Interlude Verse Ne’er a sabre have I drawn in anger ‘nor a flintlock have I fired at all Though the midnight watch has yet to wear me down I grow weary of the heaven’s thrall I vowed to return one day a different man not the green and witless boy you know One day this will be over, this I know Interlude e|-0-------0-------0-------0-------| B|-3-(x12)-3-(x12)-3-(x12)-3-(x12)-| G|-2-------3-------4-------3-------| D|-0-------0-------0-------0-------| A|-0-------1-------2-------1-------| E|---------------------------------| Bridge (Use this where * is shown) e|-5-------------------------------| B|-3---5-3-3---3--3-3-3---3--3-3-3-| G|-2---2-2-4---3--5-3-2---3--5-3-2-| D|-0---0-0-0---0--0-0-0---0--0-0-0-| A|---------------------------------| E|---------------------------------| * Relief, praise the gods for the still and moment of respite The thrill of sleeping through the night is lost on a drone such as I * The taste of victory calls, yet a shadow of a feeling lingers on Yet the blow of whores and devil spawn didn’t break my confidence at all Bridge I think these things too loud I’m nothing if not proud I seek the means to thrive Not scouring to merely survive Outro Did you find your fate and make your mark on the sea imbecile Cause someone waits at home for you to come over the horizon She’ll be waiting, she’ll be waiting for a long time She’ll be waiting for a long time