Found this sorting through some papers today
ON BOARD THE SUSIANNA
(Steve Belsey)
Oh, once I was a carpenter, and well I knew my trade, sir
When work was scarce, a bob I'd earn, plying my hand as a tailor.
But late one night, oh pity my plight, cos I drank a drop too much, sir
Woke up next morn, before the dawn, on Board The Susianna.
I'm a sailor bold, on the ocean cold, if you should ask my trade, sir.
I'm chips and sails and the doctor too, on board The Susianna.
At the sailing trade, well I'm afraid, I didn't fare so well, sir
My legs did freeze below my knees, when I went aloft to furl, sir.
To stay on deck, to the captain, I did tell my cunning plan, sir
To be chips and sails, and the doctor too, on board The Susianna.
Then the captain bold, he caught a cold, how he did splutter and sneeze, sir,
As he slept in his bed, I cut off his head, and he hasn't coughed since then, sir.
When madness took a jolly tar, my services were called for
With my saw, somehow, he's 'armless now, on board The Susianna.
The bosun played a banjo, such a sound you've never heard, sir
He'd play wit a grin such a hideous din, as I tried to sleep in my bunk, sir.
One day when he came up to me, with a splinter in his finger
I cut off his hand, now he's left the band, on board The Susianna.
Now the mate he had a problem which I'll not describe, I beg, sir
Cos he got the runs when they fired the guns, so I cut off his leg, sir.
And the pusser stout he got the gout, oh how he did complain, sir
Now he's inside out, no more he'll shout, on board The Susianna.
For the rest of my life, a doctor I'll be, a-sailing on the oceans,
With the tools of me trade, I've got it all made, I need no pills or potions.
If you're at sea and you need me, I'll help you if I can, sir
If you feel sick, I'll cure you quick, on board The Susianna.
I'm a sailor bold, on the ocean cold, and now you know my trade, sir.
I'm chips and sails and the doctor too, on board The Susianna
On board the Susianna
On board the Susi-a-a-a-a-na.
(c) Steve Belsey 1998
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