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 A Capital Ship lyrics
 A Capital Ship
 (Charles Edward Carryl)
 A capital ship for an ocean trip
 Was the "Walloping Window Blind"
 No wind that blew dismayed her crew
 Or troubled the captain's mind
 The man at the wheel was made to feel
 Contempt for the wildest blow-ow-ow
 Tho' it oft appeared when the gale had cleared
 That he'd been in his bunk below
 So, blow ye winds, heigh-ho
 A-roving I will go
 I'll stay no more on England's shore
 So let the music play-ay-ay
 I'm off for the morning train
 To cross the raging main
 I'm off to my love with a boxing glove
 10,000 miles away
 The bos'un's mate was very sedate
 Yet fond of amusement too
 He played hop-scotch with the starboard watch
 While the captain tickled the crew
 The gunner he was apparently mad
 For he sat on the after ra-ra-rail
 And fired salutes with the captain's boots
 In the teeth of a booming gale
 The captain sat on the commodore's hat
 And dined in a royal way
 Off pickles & figs & little roast pigs
 And gunners bread each day
 The cook was Dutch and behaved as such
 For the diet he served the crew-ew-ew
 Was a couple of tons of hot-cross buns
 Served up with sugar and glue
 Then we all fell ill as mariners will
 On a diet that's rough and crude
 And we shivered and shook as we dipped the cook
 In a tub of his gluesome food
 All nautical pride we cast aside
 And we ran the vessel asho-o-ore
 On the Gulliby Isles where the poopoo smiles
 And the rubbily ubdugs roar
 Composed of sand was that favored land
 And trimmed with cinnamon straws
 And pink and blue was the pleasing hue
 Of the ticke-toe teaser's claws
 We sat on the edge of a sandy ledge
 And shot at the whistling bee-ee-ee
 While the rugabug bats wore waterproof hats
 As they dipped in the shining sea
 On rugabug bark from dawn till dark
 We dined till we all had grown
 Uncommonly shrunk when a Chinese junk
 Came up from the Torrible Zone
 She was stubby and square, but we didn't much care
 So we cherrily put to sea-ea-ea
 And we left all the crew of the junk to chew
 On the bark of the rubabug tree
 NOTE: A parody of Ten Thousand Miles
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