Salty dog lyrics
by Procol Harum



All hands on deck
We've run afloat!"
I heard the captain cry

"Explore the ship
Replace the cook:
Let no-one leave alive!"

Across the straits
Around the Horn:
How far can sailors fly?

A twisted path
Our tortured course
And no-one left alive

We sailed for parts unknown to man
Where ships come home to die
No lofty peak nor fortress bold
Could match our captain's eye

Upon the seventh seasick day
We made our port of call
A sand so white and sea so blue
No mortal place at all

We fired the gun
And burnt the mast
And rowed from ship to shore

The captain cried
We sailors wept
Our tears were tears of joy

Now many moons and many Junes
Have passed since we made land?
A salty dog, this seaman's log
Your witness my own hand