Like ships in a squall we rise and we fall

We're plotting our course throught waves

Some masts are tall with sails so strong

Others are tossed in the gale

We try to stay dry with salt in our eyes

No moment to rest or complain

The moon isn't far a clear sky and stars

Red sky at morn on your tail



I'm not going to stand on the end of the pier

I'm not going to let you go down with the ship

Raise up your anchor it's time to set sail

And I'm not going to let you go down



Like ships we were made to dance o'er our graves

One false move and we could be thrown

Buried alive before our due time

To rest at sixty below

So jibe while you can if there's danger ahead

Stay on your course if you will

I'll throw you a line as waves start to rise

Bail as your ship starts to fill