歌曲名 The Storm

歌手名 Seth Lakeman

作曲：Seth Lakeman

Make us ready boys all with wonder born

We'll guide this fair ship and sail towards the morn

Come on all alas now here's the master dear

I fear this deadly storm is coming to us near

We sailed from plymouth sound in a week or three

With not that far to go boys

Some canons to retrieve

Night it grew much darker

Wind it came in strong

Grew upon us lads

And nothing was nothing to be done

Don't go sailing out with me

I fear your soul be lost at sea

Waves grew higher and broke upon our ship

Poor old master's taken with nothing left to grip

Drop the anchor downwards and throw him out a line

Poor old master's overboard he be swallowed by the tide

So hear my warning that I give to you

Careful when your sailing

With that lucky few

Tie up every deck hand

Tightly 'til the morn

Go together boys in the belly

Belly of the storm

Fear your soul be lost at sea

Don't go sailing out with me

I fear your soul be lost

At sea