The king says the world is round

Post date: Mar 28, 2013 7:12:54 PM

Troubadour Laureate 09/01/07

Title: The king says the world is round

Author: Aedan O’Diomasaigh

Well the King he says the world is round

So to pillage and plunder we go west

Warn the Pope for Italy we’re bound

We’ll steal his money and burn the rest

We sailed west till a song we heard

A siren cried for a child of her own

She’s dangerous don’t you get too near

So overboard our cabin boy was thrown

Well the sun was high and the wind was true

We drink and sing on our westward run

Heading ever west towards a shoe

God help us if we run out of rum

Roar bellow for food it had come

The waves crashed and the see it did spew

We ran to and fro as if struck dumb

Cried as one when the kraken we viewed

She was dreadful she was big and loud

But the boson yelled I can handle this

I’ll save us all he bellowed he vowed

It ate him and sank with bliss

West and west in to a clear blue sky

Captain says land we’ll see soon

If much longer I’m sure we’ll all die

But not before he hangs from the boom

The sky turned dark and the wind did howl

Poseidon saw fit to send a storm

We rocked and rolled our bellies turned fowl

The sails came down all tattered and torn

Well priest did not back down from that storm

Instead he cried I believe not in you

What I saw next was the most gruesome

Lightning flashed and blew that man in two

The sky is calm we can barley move

In my heart of heart I see our doom

I brought it up and the crew approve

Captain looks good hanging from the boom

Well this great crew seems have all caught sick

It wasn’t the food or drink or brew

I blame the pink rats I’ve seen on the ship

Can’t believe what they’ve done to the crew

Well the doc she tried to save em all

I think she did her job fine and swell

But a rogue wave took her overboard

And then she was eaten by a whale

Too far afield I think we have roam

Blue and white Lions yellow and green

Visions of a land of Great big fun

Have come back to haunt me in my dreams

The edge of the world grows ever near

It’s over now I see it’s almost done

Ever west no matter how I steer

Cause of this crew I am the only one

Over the edge I give a great cheer

Italy was lost but heaven found

I wish I could have had one last beer

Seems the priest was right I’m heading down.