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Looking forward to the new CD, and thanks to all Danny's friends who helped make this last CD possible.

I'd like to think that Danny's now hanging out with his old mentor Bob Roberts, upon the celestial seas on their old sailing barge. If you listen closely you can hear his concertina and a raspy voice raising a well-remembered song:

Traditional as sung by Bob Roberts, 1970s
Saydisc, CD SDL-405 Sea Songs & Shanties
Adapted by Charlie Ipcar, 2000

Waiting for the Day

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Now the worst old brig that ever did weigh,
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Sailed out of Harwich on a windy day;

Chorus:

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And we're waiting for the day,
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Waiting for the day,
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We're waiting for the day
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When we get our pay!

She was built in Roman times.
Held together with bits of twine...

The skipper's half drunk and the mate is too,
And the crew is fourteen kegs too few...

As we shoved off from the Surrey Dock
The skipper caught his knackers in the main sheet block...

By Orford Ness she sprang a leak,
Hear her poor old timbers creak...

We pumped our way 'round Lowestoft Ness,
The wind backed round to the west-sou'-west...

Through the Cockles to Cromer Cliff,
She's steering like a wagon with a wheel adrift...

Into the Humber and up to town,
"Pump, you bastards, pump or drown!"...

Her coal was shot by a Keadby crew,
But her bottom was rotten and it all fell through...

So after all our fears and alarms,
We're safe ashore in "The Druid's Arms."

So, we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day,
We're waiting for the day
When we get our pay! (2X)

Fair winds, Danny, and thanks so much for your kindness and warm hospitality to Judy and myself when we were adrift in the hills of Victoria.

Charlie Ipcar