"The Good Ship Mary Robinson" lyrics
Pray good sir If I may be so bold and sit if you'll allow?
I see you likes your Porter, here's another for ya' now
For I am a mariner upon the California line
And in the likes of you, the Lord has given me a sign
Let us share another whiskey, let us talk of our affairs
I see your purse is modest and there's silver in your hair
Could you be a man who's lookin' for a life so wild and free?
She's called the Mary Robinson, she's lightning on the sea
Fare thee well to your old lady, fare thee well to hearth and plow
Cast away those shackles you no longer need em' now
We'll plow the briny waters underneath the ferrous stone
On the good ship Mary Robinson, you'll never drink alone
Now I see I've got your interest, have a Port Wine Sangria
And let me tell you of the girls who dance in old Maui
Their big brown eyes are waitin' for a hard man such as you
And, good sir, I'd wager they could show you a quite thing or two
Nevermore to keep those weary eyes fixed upon the ground
You'll hold your head up high when you return to this old town
And meet the gaze of gentlemen who'll shake your weathered hands
And deign to hear the bawdy tales of foreign distant lands
Fare thee well to your old lady, fare thee well to hearth and plow
Cast away those shackles, you no longer need 'em now
We'll plow the briny waters underneath the ferrous stone
On the good ship Mary Robinson, you'll never drink alone
Oh alas, we've seen it all before, we'll see it all again
What madness strikes into the hearts of world-weary men
Good women in the workhouse, sweet children left to die
And Johnny lost and wasted underneath some foreign sky
Fare thee well to your old lady, fare thee well to hearth and plow
Cast away those shackles you no longer need em' now
We'll plow the briny waters underneath the ferrous stone
On the good ship Mary Robinson, you'll never drink alone
On the good ship Mary Robinson, you'll never drink alone
One, two, one two three!
Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo
I see you likes your Porter, here's another for ya' now
For I am a mariner upon the California line
And in the likes of you, the Lord has given me a sign
Let us share another whiskey, let us talk of our affairs
I see your purse is modest and there's silver in your hair
Could you be a man who's lookin' for a life so wild and free?
She's called the Mary Robinson, she's lightning on the sea
Fare thee well to your old lady, fare thee well to hearth and plow
Cast away those shackles you no longer need em' now
We'll plow the briny waters underneath the ferrous stone
On the good ship Mary Robinson, you'll never drink alone
Now I see I've got your interest, have a Port Wine Sangria
And let me tell you of the girls who dance in old Maui
Their big brown eyes are waitin' for a hard man such as you
And, good sir, I'd wager they could show you a quite thing or two
Nevermore to keep those weary eyes fixed upon the ground
You'll hold your head up high when you return to this old town
And meet the gaze of gentlemen who'll shake your weathered hands
And deign to hear the bawdy tales of foreign distant lands
Fare thee well to your old lady, fare thee well to hearth and plow
Cast away those shackles, you no longer need 'em now
We'll plow the briny waters underneath the ferrous stone
On the good ship Mary Robinson, you'll never drink alone
Oh alas, we've seen it all before, we'll see it all again
What madness strikes into the hearts of world-weary men
Good women in the workhouse, sweet children left to die
And Johnny lost and wasted underneath some foreign sky
Fare thee well to your old lady, fare thee well to hearth and plow
Cast away those shackles you no longer need em' now
We'll plow the briny waters underneath the ferrous stone
On the good ship Mary Robinson, you'll never drink alone
On the good ship Mary Robinson, you'll never drink alone
One, two, one two three!
Woo
Woo
Woo
Woo
