Card cased compact disk. Printed in the UK. Artwork by Deborah Schreiber Illustration.
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lyrics
Don’t forget to pay the boatman now
He’ll see you through the mist
But if you don’t pay he’ll get his way
He’ll sink you to your depths
And down down down you’ll fall
To the arms of Davy Jones
Pay your fee, you salt creeper
Or boy it is the locker for you
-Chorus-
I don’t want to sink, no I don’t want to sink
I don’t want to sink to the depths
I don’t want to drink, no I don’t want to drink
I don’t want to drink with the dead
Oh no no no no no
Always tip the bar keep now
He’ll see you through the first
But if you don’t tip you take a sip
And what you taste might hurt, Yeah!
And out on out you’ll drift
Till the gulls they sing no more
Have your sense and pay your pence
Or you’ll be sinking to the sea floor.
Oh Johnny throw you in the ale locker now boy
Oh Johnny throw you in the ale locker
And sell you to the sunken captain boy
Oh Johnny throw you in the ale locker
Oh Johnny throw you in the ale locker now boy
Oh Johnny throw you in the ale locker
And sell you to the first ship sailing now boy
Oh Johnny throw you in the ale locker
-Chorus-
I don’t want to sink, no I don’t want to sink
I don’t want to sink to the depths
I don’t want to drink, no I don’t want to drink
I don’t want to drink with the dead
Oh no no no no no
Always cross St.Davids palms with silver
it might just keep the devil from your door
Whether it be king Duffer, Dupper or Davey
You need to pay your dues
Or you’ll be…… for.
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