I often watch the pelicans fly Effortless in their peaceful glide Ugly on land But beautiful in flight
And I dream of journeying far away Away from the shackles of women today Away from my Fathers' shame And my Mother's grave
I saw my escape in a sailor called Jim Naive to believe if I married him I'd be free to live However, I like
But every night he would drink (Every night ) Rage and use his fists (Every night ) I'd close my eyes and see The pelicans fly
Blow high, blow low I've been a ship with no sails to go And I've been hauling an anchor Bound to the deep below
Blow high, blow low I had a dream of a ship my own One day I'd haul up the anchor And head for the great unknown
A woman in the eighteenth century Is an anchored ship looking out to sea No soul She's a vessel for all his needs
And there I was moored to the shore Waiting on him and his drunken war Firing on me till I'd wreck On the ocean floor
But I steadied myself inside Held together by bits of twine I stashed my dreams Out of sight
And every night he would drink Rage and use his fists I'd close my eyes and see The pelicans fly
Blow high, blow low I've been a ship with no sails to go And I've been hauling an anchor Bound to the deep below
Blow high, blow low I had a dream of a ship my own One day I'd haul up the anchor And head for the great unknownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
