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The Black Freighter (From 'The Threepenny Opera') (2010 Digital Remaster) - Steeleye Span

Written by：BRECHT/Weill

You gentlemen can gawk while I'm scrubbing the floors

And I'm scrubbing the floors while you're gawking

And maybe once you tipped me and it made you fell swell

In this ratty waterfront in this ratty hotel

But you never know to whom you're talking

You never guess to whom you're talking

Suddenly one night there's a scream in the night

And a yell what the hell is that din

And you see me kind of grinning while I'm scrubbing

And you'll say what's she got to grin

And the ship the black freighter

With the skull at the masthead

Sails into the bay

Then you gentlemen can say hey girl scrub the floors

Make the beds get up the stairs earn you keep here

And you pass out the tips as you look out at the ships

But I'm counting up heads as I'm making up beds

Cause tonight none of you will sleep here

Tonight none of you will sleep here

Then on that night there's a banging in the night

And you yell what the hell is that row

And you see me kind of staring out the window

And you'll say what she got to stare at now

And the ship the black freighter

With fifty long cannons

Opens fire on the town

Then you gentlemen can wipe all the grins off your face

Every building in the town is a flat one

The whole stinking place will be down to the ground

Only this cheap hotel will be standing safe and sound

And you say why do they spare that one

You say why do they spare that one

Then all night through with a noise and to do

You'll wonder who's the person lives up there

And you see me stepping out into the morning

Looking nice with a ribbon in my hair

And the ship the black freighter

Runs a flag up her masthead

And cheer rings the air

Then just before noon they'll be hundreds of men

Coming up off that ghostly freighter

And they're moving in the shadows where no one can see

And they're chaining up the people and they're bringing them to me

Asking me kill them now or later

Asking me kill them now or later

Noon on the clock and so still on the dock

You could hear a foghorn miles away

In the quiet of death I'll say kill them now

And they'll pile up the bodies and I'll say hoopla

And the ship the black freighter

Sails away out to sea

And on it is me