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!
