The Real Mckenzies - Cross The Ocean lyrics

off to the harbour, under drungeon in the morning i've got a press gang looking after me. i'll awaken sometime on the morrow. by then we'll be a league away te sea. full sails, bouncing on the briney asway about they spreay&windy all the day tellin' by the swells an adventure's in the making that's if i don't die upon the way i'm the boy they pressed aboard & took me out to sea the captain is a tyrant & he tells what to do but the firstmate is a cutthroat, with a muntineering spark he plans to take the captain & feed him to the sharks i'll never forget the trungeons & the harbour in the morning and what the navy did to me & pressed me on the sea still alive & i survived so many years later as big a buccaneer as i could claim to be [Repeat This Chorus:] full sails bounding on the briney jolly rodgers flappin' score o' loaded '84's many pretty treasures, lots of booty to be taken the cannon and the cutla** on a rebel man o war. i was the boy they trungeoned & they pressed me out to sea but now i am the captain & i tell ye what te do my firstmate is a cutthroat, a tarjack run askew he has the sk** to skin the king and feed him to the crew we are sailing from our homeland cross the ocean, on the sea for whatever reason be we question all authority [Repeat Last Chorus]