Half Mast Blues

The Lazys

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    Well I was crashed at the bar outside of Pirate's Cove
    There was a full Moon rising from the sea below
    When she sat next to me I thought my heart would explode
    She was a mermaid queen I had to crack her code

    I took her back to the ship, she had the finest of curves
    Drank a half pint of whiskey just to calm my nerves
    Now I'm walking the plank and I'm seeing in twos
    'Cause the boy's in trouble with the half mast blues

    Oh baby please understand
    Don't abandon the ship, you know I'm better than that

    I'm gonna wake the skipper, fire the guns, yeah
    Shiver me timbers, drink a barrel of rum
    Yeah, we've all been stuck in Jolly Roger's shoes
    When the boy's in trouble with the half mast blues

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    When I woke up this morning she was already gone
    And my head was like an anchor on the ocean floor
    Had to find her again before she cast me ashore
    She left a treasure map of clues that led me to her door

    With a rose in my teeth said: Please forgive my sins
    A dirty look on her face but still she poured me a gin
    And the next thing I know it was a quarter past two
    And again I had the curse of the half mast blues

    Oh baby please understand
    Don't abandon the ship, you know I'm better than that

    I'm gonna wake the skipper, fire the guns, yeah
    Shiver me timbers, drink a barrel of rum
    Yeah, we've all been stuck in Jolly Roger's shoes
    When the boy's in trouble with the half mast blues

    And then she looked in my eyes as she opened her purse
    She said the third time's the charm, we're gonna break this curse
    Don't need silver and gold to win her back in the end
    Yeah a little blue diamond is a girl's best friend

    I'm gonna wake the skipper, fire the guns, yeah
    Shiver me timbers, drink a barrel of rum
    Yeah, we've all been stuck in Jolly Roger's shoes
    When the boy's in trouble with the half mast blues

    Wake the skipper, fire the guns, yeah
    Shiver me timbers, drink a barrel of rum
    Yeah, we've all been stuck in Jolly Roger's shoes
    When the boy's in trouble with the half mast blues

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    Composition: The Lazys

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