LYRIC FOR SALE

By Magnus H

Tom was a sailor, Tom was a chum
Tom filled his bailer with whiskey and rum
Tom drank his liqour, Tom sat the sails
Tom knew no fear despite all the tales

Tom our chummy fellow embarked on adventure
Tom our chummy comrade not one to surrender

A very pleasant day, a pleseant day at the sea
Tom fished for crab so a lady he could please
A very pretty lady, a pretty lady indeed
The one with those eyes one look would intrigue

Tom our chummy fellow embarked on adventure
Tom our chummy comrade just wanted to pleasure

The bait came up empty, the crab did not bite
Tom had patience plenty he admired the soon to be night
Tom began to slumber, no catch in his vessel
Ignoring all the thunder while dreaming of that lady so special

Tom our chummy fellow embarked on adventure
Tom our chummy comrade no match for the nature

The waves started to tower, the sun no longer shone bright
Tom was all but devoured by the great ocean might
The boat was no more and neither was Tom
But we'll all ensure the tale still lives on

Tom our chummy fellow embarked on adventure
Tom our chummy comrade will never more venture