Katie, bar the door, the Devil's here again.
He's looking for a saviour, he's looking for a friend.
The Devil drinks in places you and I have never been.
So Katie, bar the door, and never let him in.
When I was just a young'un, Sir, I came without a sound.
She said this ship is sank and now a nice soldier's drowned.
(?)
We took three hundred British to the bottom of the sea.
Well I was eighteen years old, I was down in the hull,
Of a prison ship bound for Australia.
Many good men believe, I'm the b****** of the sea,
And the ghost of a highwayman. Sails! Hurry up!
As a ghost I d***ed you, I brought you to the world,
Or I'd just shuck and sully seven miles below hell.
For dune strips and Covent ships, smiling b******s lay,
Counting out their pennies to escape another day.
Well I was eighteen years old, I was down in the hull,
Of a prison ship bound for Australia.
Many good men believe, I'm the b****** of the sea,
And a ghost of a highwayman. Sails! Hurry up!
So, Katie, bar the door, the Devil's here again.
He's looking for a saviour, he's looking for a friend.
The Devil drinks in places you and I have never been.
So Katie, bar the door, and never let him in.
He's looking for a saviour, he's looking for a friend.
The Devil drinks in places you and I have never been.
So Katie, bar the door, and never let him in.
When I was just a young'un, Sir, I came without a sound.
She said this ship is sank and now a nice soldier's drowned.
(?)
We took three hundred British to the bottom of the sea.
Well I was eighteen years old, I was down in the hull,
Of a prison ship bound for Australia.
Many good men believe, I'm the b****** of the sea,
And the ghost of a highwayman. Sails! Hurry up!
As a ghost I d***ed you, I brought you to the world,
Or I'd just shuck and sully seven miles below hell.
For dune strips and Covent ships, smiling b******s lay,
Counting out their pennies to escape another day.
Well I was eighteen years old, I was down in the hull,
Of a prison ship bound for Australia.
Many good men believe, I'm the b****** of the sea,
And a ghost of a highwayman. Sails! Hurry up!
So, Katie, bar the door, the Devil's here again.
He's looking for a saviour, he's looking for a friend.
The Devil drinks in places you and I have never been.
So Katie, bar the door, and never let him in.