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Davey Jone's Locker

from Davey Jones' Locker by Proof of Ghosts

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Our Young Sailor has been at sea for months, a joy and a toil. He and his crew landin a strange faraway land and are smitten with it's beauty and it's promise of adventure. The voyage home begins, at home a bell tolls twenty one times...

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It's three long months since we
weighed anchor in home port
just to pull on the sails
and drive into the east
With her captain and able crew
our sturdy vessel
rides over the swells
on the wings of the breeze

And the waves will run high
and the gulfs will wash down
and the endless horizon's
the goal that we seek
And the bells in the city
ring twenty one times
for the boys who are seeking
their fortune at sea

We set in late last night
shore leave was given
and found us a place
where the whisky flowed free
This land and its women
are beautiful and strange
and I know it's a sailor
I's born here to be...

And the waves will run high
and the gulfs will wash down
just to break o'er the shores
on some far away sand
And the bells in the city
ring twenty one times
for the boys who are strangers
lost in a strange land

Our passage home
was a hard one
and foul winds
battered us down
as the weather turned black
And I heard through the blast
"Boy's, it's been good to know ya,
we've wrestled with fortune
and never looked back...!"

And the waves will run high
and the gulfs will wash down
to the deep with the fishes
and poor sailor's bones
and the bells in the city
ring twenty one times
for the boys who are gone
and ain't never come home...

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from Davey Jones' Locker, released October 28, 2007
all lyrics, music and instruments by Stephen Heyerdahl

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Proof of Ghosts Toronto, Ontario

I'm riding away, picking up steam, moving along at my own special speed. There in the grass by the tall shady tree, watching life pass in the warm summer breeze. Maybe today the sun will shine down on me and my blues will fly away. So babe take my hand and ramble with me, I aint got no plans and I do as I please. Summer aint long but the summer is sweet and life may be ours for the moment at least ... more

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