Raindrops on noses and salt on our faces

Wet-laden jackets and wind-torn shoelaces

Tradewinds blowing us towards the open sea

It's the sailor's life for you and me

Maggoty meats and weevils in our bread

Watches, whistles and sails with broken thread

High waves pouring water into our tea

It's the sailor's life for you and me

The deck rocking back and forth night and day

Fooled once again by Cape Fly Away

Throwing up over the rail with nausea

It's the sailor's life for you and me

When the wind bites –

When the salt stings –

When I'm feeling sick

I simply remember that I'm a sailor

And then I give my wound a lick!