- Stan Rogers The Jeannie C. 歌词
- Stan Rogers
- Come all ye lads, draw near to me,
That I be not forsaken
This day was lost the Jeannie C.
And my living has been taken
I'll go to sea no more
We set out this day in the bright sunrise,
The same as any other
My son and I and old John Price
In the boat named for my mother
I'll go to sea no more
Now it's well you know what the fishing has been,
It's been scarce and hard and cruel
But this day, by God, we sure caught cod,
And we sang and we laughed like fools
I'll go to sea no more
I'll never know what it was we struck,
But strike we did like thunder
John Price give a cry and pitched overside.
Now it's forever he's gone under
I'll go to sea no more
Now a leak we've sprung, let there be no delay
If the Jeannie C. we're saving
John Price is drown'd and slip'd away.
So I'll patch the hole while you're bailing
I'll go to sea no more
But no leak I found from bow to hold.
No rock it was that got her
But what I found made me heart stop cold,
For every seam poured water
I'll go to sea no more
My God, I cried as she went down.
That boat was like no other
My father built her when I was nine,
And named her for my mother
I'll go to sea no more
And sure I could have another made
In the boat shop down in Dover
But I would not love the keel they laid
Like the one the waves roll over
I'll go to sea no more
So come all ye lads, draw near to me,
That I be not forsaken
This day was lost the Jeannie C.
And my whole life has been taken
I'll go to sea no more
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