High Water Ditty

Damnit! Damnit! Son of a Bitch

The Weather has turned to shit

A storm blew through just yesterday

And got the water on the rise

It’s not here yet but it’s on the way

Ain’t this a nice surprise

And with an Oi Oi and an Arghh Arghh

We’ll be in the dinghy again

We’ll call the dam and make our plan

And clear the docks and move the cars

And check the lines and warn the bars

And we’ll drink and drink and drink and drink

And sing and dance and drink and drink

And with an Oi Oi and an Arghh Arghh

We’ll be in the dinghy again

The noble captains and the foolish crew

Know of the trouble about to brew

There’ll be storms and winds and wakes and such

And drunks and drunks and drunks and drunks

And singing and dancing and drinking and such

And drunks and drunks and drunks and drunks

This could go on for days or weeks or months and months

But with the song and dance and drink and such

At least we’ll always be drunk