I hope you put up with some of my nonsense, but you already are.

It’s all about rhythm and feel.

essence, feeling

but for too long many have sailed

their rotten ships far beyond the passage

where a salty old sea dog should have been

So let it sizzle and let it vomit

The former sailor employs a diver and a cadet.

so coming on sunday morning may not be so

hard thing to do

Cause he’s just a blue jacket, a pilot, a navy

Cinnamon punch, weak beer, punched for a donnybrook

an able-bodied sailor, a swabbie, a middy, a mate

because rough seas are always a challenge in the shadow of a doubt

Cause when it rains it pours as all hands are on deck

so let the wind break while you protect the hull and stern,

strong winds will pass like you have passed before

Keep in mind that there will be good times ahead, sunny skies.

barrels of rum, lemon strips, fragrant dew in fine weather

when the sun refuses to shine

Pleasant currents in course, soft melodies, voices singing in the breeze

Sultry afternoons, interesting books at night, maybe a good conversation or two.

It’s still dreams that count, friendly natives, kinky women a bar fight

With a fist full of money we’ll do it right, more shots to come home

the pleasure of cane from a plantation crop, rubber shoes and Bermuda shorts

Cajun music near New Orleans

The French Canadians set sail somewhere near Bangor, Maine.

In an Acadian summer they began their journey from the province of Quebec

But she lies near the Ole Mississippi river with steamboats

and visions of Twain

But if time permits, we’ll take a trip to St. Lou.

It’s sharecropping season, time to settle down with good home cooking

everywhere vintage, shrimp gumbo if you can, spicy until the next boat arrives

Because that’s how it works, you make your money when you can.

spend it freely along the brass railing because you never know what may come

The heart of a shellback, a swabber and a swimmer

in the waves of the sea you will pay homage to a lascar, tar, canvas

A midshipman for the ages, a windbreaker for the storm, refuge in a bright little cove,

a drink for sault ste marie