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08 Jun 21 - 12:07 AM (#4109293) Subject: Lyr Add: The Reluctant Mariner From: GUEST,Rick Poillay Rescuing "The Reluctant Mariner" Written by Keith Rule (of Pig’s Ear) This is too good a song to get lost in the rush of contemporary events. During this past Covid year, I have been in shanty sessions multiple times every week and in all that many hundred of hours I have not yet heard anyone do this song. 'Tis a shame. It has a nice melody and chorus that sounds old and traditional, but this first appeared in Pig;s Ear CD Good Company in 2002 and to date, not a single cover on YouTube. A cautionary tale to debunk romantic notions about the days of wooden walled sailing ships. Pig’s Ear was a Rule family folk group in the Kent/Sussex/Surrey UK area from the late 1980s to 2011. The RELUCTANT MARINER (Keith Rule) 1. When I set off to be a sailor Oh, I thought I was gonna see the world So I joined Her Majesty’s Navy and went out with me sails unfurled But I found meself tossed upon the ocean with a most appalling case of mal-de-mer From the pitch 'n yaw 'n rock 'n rollin' motion, And that’s before we travelled anywhere ‘Cause out on the ocean, it’s a terrible place to be Where all there is to look at for miles and miles around is a great big ‘orrible sea. 2. Oh, we crossed the Bay of Biscay to Gibraltar. And spent a year or two a-cruisin’ ‘round the Med. And most of the time I was sea-sick. For the rest I just wished that I was dead. Well, we fought the Dutch, the Spanish and the Frenchies Along with any other foe who crossed our path And we never ever seemed ran short of adversaries ‘Til the day we were homeward bound at last ‘Cause out on the ocean, it’s a terrible place to be Where all there is to look at for miles and miles around is a great big horrible sea. 3. Back on shore I thought me rovin’ days were over Just as soon as some employment could be found But I got drunk and was press-ganged to a whaler And so for Greenland’s icy waters I was bound And for three years I helped to hunt Leviathans Until our holding tanks were full of stinking oil. I was frightened, frozen, frazzled, sick and tired some (And) exhausted from the bloody sweat and toil ‘Cause out on the ocean, it’s a terrible place to be Where all there is to look at for miles and miles around is a great big horrible sea. 4. Oh, I never understood quite how it happened But I always seemed to wind up on some boat Or more likely on a creaking pile of timbers Which manages somehow to stay afloat I’ve been ‘round the Cape of Good Hope in a Force Ten Oh, I sailed the seven seas and ‘round the Horn Cause I went sailing ‘round the world, and come sailing back again Mostly wishing that I never had been born ‘Cause out on the ocean, it’s a terrible place to be Where all there is to look at for miles and miles around is a great big horrible sea. 5. Back on shore once more and running short of finance I was starved, in debt and wondering what to do When this fella with an eye patch and a parrot (He) waved a treasure map and said he needed crew Oh, he told us he was bound out for the Spice Isles Just as fast as his old wooden leg could stray He put his hook upon me shoulder with a nice smile Then looked offended when I screamed and ran away ‘Cause out on the ocean, it’s a terrible place to be Where all there is to look at for miles and miles around is a great big horrible sea. For the tune: https://pigsear.bandcamp.com/track/the-reluctant-mariner |
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09 Jun 21 - 02:08 AM (#4109426) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Reluctant Mariner From: Planetluvver Thanks! I plan on giving this a listen! |
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09 Jun 21 - 02:20 AM (#4109427) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: The Reluctant Mariner From: Joe Offer Cute song, Rick. -Joe= |