The Terrible Sea - The Rumjacks

The wind howls mournful & low o’er the hole in his heart

Left a note for his Mother to say he’d be joinin' his Da'

He said «The Devils all pissed 'cause I danced with his daughter

I were born to be hung, so I don’t fear the water

If he wants me he can chase me below the terrible sea.»

There’s a pinch of tobacco tucked into the sleeve of his coat

And a dirty black penny to pay the old man on the boat

He honours the rocks with a cruciform pose

Singin' «my love is like a red, red rose»

In a single explosion he’s gone to the terrible sea