Lyrics:
spray
Carry me home, carry me home
You old salt spray
Carry me home
You old sea spray
Sweep me up and take me with you
To see the things that stand
now that me sailin's over, me boys,
It's harbor time for me.
I know you call us Salt and Pepper,
For an old salt I may be,
But though she may be pepper
a rabbit cheap, a rabbit oh
Bawl away, bawl away, bawl away
Catch the old salt on the morning run
Bawl away, bawl away, bawl away
With his buttons blue
& give
em that old salt change, a
nuder think will make you see
they originate from the We Sea
anyway
No dooming booms
on sunday afternoons
We
and remember
The old salts who knew it so well
How they sailed the sea so gratefully
In their proud merchant schooners and ships of the like
And they sail
Of the love of a maid he is never afraid
An old salt from the Irish Rover
We had sailed seven years
When the measles broke out
And the ship lost its way
I got a a girl who lives by the sea
She’s the one for me
Daughter of an old salt fisherman
By the name of Goliath Lee
Amber eyes and satin skin
I'm an old salt i'm a young salt
In the Navy we've been working very hard
I was part of the Flotilla
With Dewey in Manila
I'm a new recruit
thread
The merchants gather at St. George's Hall
To unveil the kneeling slave who is carved upon the wall
So picture the scene on the old Salt House
line
Old mrs. jones, got another papa
Old mrs. jones, salt lake line
Old mrs. jones, got another papa
got another papa on the salt lake line
Salt coast, foul wind
Old ghosts, scrap tin
Leaves, rain
Leaves, rain
Salt coast, foul wind
Old ghosts, scrap tin
Leaves, rain
Leaves, rain
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man's playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his
know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man's playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his watch away
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man's playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his
man is playing his tune
An old salt is sleepin' his watch away
He'll be drunk again before noon
Three years sailing on bended knee
We found no whales
after
Drag my canal
You saucy old salt
Pale in belief
I'm not without fault
Scaffolding climber
Rudolf roof-walker
Aids binocular
Clear a path
know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man's playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his watch away
Stars were in her eyes when she said "Baby, we're still young,
Maybe we weren't meant to rust in New England
Home will always be with those old salt
the last and the first
Light of the old forgotten sun
Salt of the earth upon my tongue
After the ancient rain has come
Wash away everything except for you
all unwound
Jump in the water go weekend wild
Get wrapped up in an old beach towel
Break out tequila salt and the lime
Working sunshine overtime
Man
the daylight again
There we will be, like an old enemy
Like the salt and the sea
And they wrote all these prescriptions, they wrote me off
Like a heel
of place
Now he's crossed over to the other side
And I'm thinking about the way he lived his life
Just an old salt whose ears were in tune
With the melody
in sixty watt light
Against evenly spaced victorian clapboards tonight
I should be casting a shadow tonight
On old salt bleached wood in a boatyard
thar she blows!
Old captain Murphy, he never gave up his pedigree
Squiffy stood with his spyglass sharp, the old salt man he be
Refrain
Hail Captain
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