Alabama 3 - Sinking lyrics

We ain't seen land for 13 months The water's running dry The Captains drunk, stoned in his bunk I seen the bosun gettin' the rum That came from a bottle now long gone St Christopher The Albatross flew across the bow Below ding high My mouth so dry from the rum That came from a bottle now long gone St Christopher if you hear this now Give us hope to carry on The albatross flew across the bow Below deck the captain roared Bring me my gun I want Opium Stoned he shot the bird When the wind died down the only sound Was the whisper of his dying words Beware don't stare at the Marie Celeste This quest of ours is cursed The full moon light burned bright as fire As fever gripped the crew To the east Ahab's screams Split the wof ours is cursed The full moon light burned bright as fire As fever gripped the crew To the east Ahab's screams Split the winding sheet in two To the west six silouettes Hung sailors now long gone We prayed that night that in the morning light We'd all be blown to kingdom come Just as we started sinking The harbour lights came on Arms of angels carried us From the rocks we brokblown to kingdom come Just as we started sinking The harbour lights came on Arms of angels carried us From the rock we broke upon As we swam into the still waters The band began to play I heard again that sweet refrain Lord 0 happy day Its gotta be alright