Up and Away
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โฑ๏ธ 3:05 duration
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Now when I was a young man
We lived near the sea strand
And me folks kept a tavern called the Admiral's Head
And old salts by the fireside
Would tell of the seas wide
The far foreign shores and the lives that they led
And it's up and away in the morning
O' the tears me poor mother has cried
But the sea it had called me
And you may say I'm balmy
But I went to her just like a bride
And it's up and away in the morning
Well I walked into Bristol
With cutlass and pistol
A new bo'sun's whistle and a swaggerin' stride
And without too much censure
I soon was indentured
And embarked for adventure on a bright morning's tide
And it's up and away in the morning
With the wind to our back's we will sail
And the ship may well take ya
From here to Jamaica
Where they serve up the rum by the pail
And it's up and away in the morning
After two months hard toil
We docked in Port Royal
Our virtues to spoil or at least to curtail
But the trouble with the boisterous
Sailors who roister's
Their choice is to run or to end up in jail
And it's up and away in the morning
And the salt spray tastes finer than wine
Dawn on the horizon
And the size of the prize
From the taking of a ship of the line
And it's up and away in the morning
Now some say the sea is a sickness but we
Feel the thickness of wits lest we're shortening sail
And we see the sea glint
The focsle and bowsprit
And our course is well plotted and runs fore the gale
And it's up and away in the morning
And though we may never come home
We'll think of it often
'Till the day that our lead-weighted coffins
Get tossed in the foam
And it's up and away in the morning
And it's up and away in the morning
With the wind to our back's we will sail
And the ship may well take ya
From here to Jamaica
Where the storms and the waves
They will toss ya and shake ya
And you'll do desperate deeds
For which God might forsake ya
But there's nowhere that we'd rather be
And it's up and away in the morning
We lived near the sea strand
And me folks kept a tavern called the Admiral's Head
And old salts by the fireside
Would tell of the seas wide
The far foreign shores and the lives that they led
And it's up and away in the morning
O' the tears me poor mother has cried
But the sea it had called me
And you may say I'm balmy
But I went to her just like a bride
And it's up and away in the morning
Well I walked into Bristol
With cutlass and pistol
A new bo'sun's whistle and a swaggerin' stride
And without too much censure
I soon was indentured
And embarked for adventure on a bright morning's tide
And it's up and away in the morning
With the wind to our back's we will sail
And the ship may well take ya
From here to Jamaica
Where they serve up the rum by the pail
And it's up and away in the morning
After two months hard toil
We docked in Port Royal
Our virtues to spoil or at least to curtail
But the trouble with the boisterous
Sailors who roister's
Their choice is to run or to end up in jail
And it's up and away in the morning
And the salt spray tastes finer than wine
Dawn on the horizon
And the size of the prize
From the taking of a ship of the line
And it's up and away in the morning
Now some say the sea is a sickness but we
Feel the thickness of wits lest we're shortening sail
And we see the sea glint
The focsle and bowsprit
And our course is well plotted and runs fore the gale
And it's up and away in the morning
And though we may never come home
We'll think of it often
'Till the day that our lead-weighted coffins
Get tossed in the foam
And it's up and away in the morning
And it's up and away in the morning
With the wind to our back's we will sail
And the ship may well take ya
From here to Jamaica
Where the storms and the waves
They will toss ya and shake ya
And you'll do desperate deeds
For which God might forsake ya
But there's nowhere that we'd rather be
And it's up and away in the morning
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:18.27] Now when I was a young man
[00:20.33] We lived near the sea strand
[00:22.44] And me folks kept a tavern called the Admiral's Head
[00:26.94] And old salts by the fireside
[00:27.95] Would tell of the seas wide
[00:30.44] The far foreign shores and the lives that they led
[00:33.63] And it's up and away in the morning
[00:36.76] O' the tears me poor mother has cried
[00:40.12] But the sea it had called me
[00:42.64] And you may say I'm balmy
[00:44.72] But I went to her just like a bride
[00:46.75] And it's up and away in the morning
[00:53.35] Well I walked into Bristol
[00:55.83] With cutlass and pistol
[00:56.85] A new bo'sun's whistle and a swaggerin' stride
[01:02.09] And without too much censure
[01:04.17] I soon was indentured
[01:05.60] And embarked for adventure on a bright morning's tide
[01:09.16] And it's up and away in the morning
[01:12.24] With the wind to our back's we will sail
[01:16.42] And the ship may well take ya
[01:18.45] From here to Jamaica
[01:19.73] Where they serve up the rum by the pail
[01:23.19] And it's up and away in the morning
[01:24.38] After two months hard toil
[01:30.82] We docked in Port Royal
[01:31.98] Our virtues to spoil or at least to curtail
[01:36.64] But the trouble with the boisterous
[01:38.83] Sailors who roister's
[01:39.87] Their choice is to run or to end up in jail
[01:43.06] And it's up and away in the morning
[01:47.74] And the salt spray tastes finer than wine
[01:50.82] Dawn on the horizon
[01:52.93] And the size of the prize
[01:54.98] From the taking of a ship of the line
[01:57.06] And it's up and away in the morning
[02:03.78] Now some say the sea is a sickness but we
[02:06.84] Feel the thickness of wits lest we're shortening sail
[02:10.93] And we see the sea glint
[02:13.53] The focsle and bowsprit
[02:15.66] And our course is well plotted and runs fore the gale
[02:19.73] And it's up and away in the morning
[02:22.82] And though we may never come home
[02:26.43] We'll think of it often
[02:27.66] 'Till the day that our lead-weighted coffins
[02:29.74] Get tossed in the foam
[02:32.81] And it's up and away in the morning
[02:39.04] And it's up and away in the morning
[02:42.35] With the wind to our back's we will sail
[02:45.46] And the ship may well take ya
[02:47.52] From here to Jamaica
[02:48.56] Where the storms and the waves
[02:50.61] They will toss ya and shake ya
[02:51.97] And you'll do desperate deeds
[02:53.17] For which God might forsake ya
[02:55.34] But there's nowhere that we'd rather be
[02:57.38] And it's up and away in the morning
[03:06.07]
[00:20.33] We lived near the sea strand
[00:22.44] And me folks kept a tavern called the Admiral's Head
[00:26.94] And old salts by the fireside
[00:27.95] Would tell of the seas wide
[00:30.44] The far foreign shores and the lives that they led
[00:33.63] And it's up and away in the morning
[00:36.76] O' the tears me poor mother has cried
[00:40.12] But the sea it had called me
[00:42.64] And you may say I'm balmy
[00:44.72] But I went to her just like a bride
[00:46.75] And it's up and away in the morning
[00:53.35] Well I walked into Bristol
[00:55.83] With cutlass and pistol
[00:56.85] A new bo'sun's whistle and a swaggerin' stride
[01:02.09] And without too much censure
[01:04.17] I soon was indentured
[01:05.60] And embarked for adventure on a bright morning's tide
[01:09.16] And it's up and away in the morning
[01:12.24] With the wind to our back's we will sail
[01:16.42] And the ship may well take ya
[01:18.45] From here to Jamaica
[01:19.73] Where they serve up the rum by the pail
[01:23.19] And it's up and away in the morning
[01:24.38] After two months hard toil
[01:30.82] We docked in Port Royal
[01:31.98] Our virtues to spoil or at least to curtail
[01:36.64] But the trouble with the boisterous
[01:38.83] Sailors who roister's
[01:39.87] Their choice is to run or to end up in jail
[01:43.06] And it's up and away in the morning
[01:47.74] And the salt spray tastes finer than wine
[01:50.82] Dawn on the horizon
[01:52.93] And the size of the prize
[01:54.98] From the taking of a ship of the line
[01:57.06] And it's up and away in the morning
[02:03.78] Now some say the sea is a sickness but we
[02:06.84] Feel the thickness of wits lest we're shortening sail
[02:10.93] And we see the sea glint
[02:13.53] The focsle and bowsprit
[02:15.66] And our course is well plotted and runs fore the gale
[02:19.73] And it's up and away in the morning
[02:22.82] And though we may never come home
[02:26.43] We'll think of it often
[02:27.66] 'Till the day that our lead-weighted coffins
[02:29.74] Get tossed in the foam
[02:32.81] And it's up and away in the morning
[02:39.04] And it's up and away in the morning
[02:42.35] With the wind to our back's we will sail
[02:45.46] And the ship may well take ya
[02:47.52] From here to Jamaica
[02:48.56] Where the storms and the waves
[02:50.61] They will toss ya and shake ya
[02:51.97] And you'll do desperate deeds
[02:53.17] For which God might forsake ya
[02:55.34] But there's nowhere that we'd rather be
[02:57.38] And it's up and away in the morning
[03:06.07]