We set to sail on a packet full of spice, rum, and tea-leaves. We've emptied out all the bars and the Bowery Hotel. Tell your daughters do not walk the streets alone tonight Tell your daughters do not walk the streets alone tonight.
Tell the tale of the jewess and the mandarin chinese boy He led her down from her gilded canopy of cloth. And through her blindfold she could make out the figures there before her And how the air was thick with incense, cardamom and myrrh.
So goodnight, boys, goodnight Say goodnight, boys, goodnight
We set to sail on the clipper that's bound for South Australia The weather's warm there, the natives are dark and nubile. But if you listen, quiet, you can hear the footsteps on the cross-trees The ghosts of sailors past, their spectral bodies clinging to the shrouds.
So goodnight, boys, goodnight Say goodnight, boys, goodnight Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
