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There's this old Bluegrass Gospel number, called "I'm Using My Bible for a Road Map". And I looked at MY life, and noticed that I reallly had started out without much of ANYTHING as a road map. With these sorts of results. |
BOLD and JOLLY PIRATE 1) LIKE A BOLD AND JOLLY PIRATE WITH MY CROSSBONE FLAG UNFURLED I LEFT MY LITTLE VILLAGE SET TO PILLAGE ALL THE WORLD SEEKING ONLY TREASURE AND WHAT PLEASURE THERE MIGHT BE I NEVER THOUGHT TO CHECK A CHART OF THE PERILS OF THE SEA! 3) I SAILED ON THROUGH MANY WINTERS, AS I FOUGHT ON THROUGH THE COLD AND I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I GOT FROM ALL THEM WINTERS: I GOT OLD!! NOW MERMAIDS SWIM BY, TO THE OTHER GUYS, WITH A WIGGLE AND A WINK. AND THEY DON'T CARE IF THIS OLD PIRATE DROPS INTO THE DRINK! (-CHORUS-) 4) NOW I TRY TO WARN THE YOUNGSTERS OF THE PERILS OF THE SEA; AND SHOW THEM ALL THE SCARS I GOT, TO MAP MY MISERY! BUT THEY'RE STILL ON SHORE, SO THEY IGNORE THE FACTS I CLEARLY STATE. AND I DO FEAR THAT I SHALL HEAR THEM SHOUT, WHEN IT'S TOO LATE!! (-CHORUS-) |
CHORUS: AND I CAN'T KEEP MY SHIP TOGETHER, IN THIS STORM I'M GOING THROUGH! I CAN'T FIX IT UP WITH STRINGS OR TAPES OR EVEN CRAZY GLUE! I CAN'T HOLD THE WHEEL TO AN EVEN KEEL, OR BRING HER HARD ABOUT. I KNOW THAT WATER'S RUNNING IN, and TIME IS RUNNING OUT! |
2) SAILING OUT ON SUNNY OCEANS, I SAW ONLY SUNNY SKIES I FORGOT WHATEVER'S BORN TO LIFE JUST LIVES UNTIL IT DIES. THINKING STORM CLOUDS WOULD NOT TOUCH ME, I DID NOT PREPARE FOR RAIN, UNTIL THINGS WENT FROM BAD TO WORSE, FROM WORSE TO HURRICANE! (-CHORUS-) |