Lyrics The Curse - The Longest Johns
A
young
boy
I
was
barely
out
of
my
home
I
stepped
to
the
world
with
a
meaning
to
roam
I
signed
with
a
captain
who
promised
me
gold
And
adventure
to
quicken
the
heart
of
the
bold
For
fourteen
hard
years
I
did
struggle
alone
For
the
cause
I
worked
my
fingers
down
to
the
bone
Saw
naught
but
the
scuppers
saw
naught
of
my
pay
Then
was
cast
off
and
sent
on
my
way
A
curse
upon
you
sorrow
fall
thick
and
fast!
Your
days
have
been
numbered,
each
hour
your
last!
May
the
land,
sea
or
sky
turn
to
swallow
you
whole!
And
fore'er
ne'er
forget
what
you
stole
I
found
me
some
cohorts
the
bravest
and
true
No
captain
was
prouder
to
call
such
men
crew
They
could
rally
a
cry
and
the
battle
was
won
I'd
face
off
a
cannon
if
they
but
looked
on
The
mutinous
dogs
bound
my
hands
while
I
slept
Swapped
their
honor
for
treasures
and
gold
that
we
kept
Threw
me
over
the
side
with
all
kindness
I'd
shown
Now
I
vow
to
sail
always
alone
A
curse
upon
you
sorrow
fall
thick
and
fast!
Your
days
have
been
numbered,
each
hour
your
last!
May
the
land,
sea
or
sky
turn
to
swallow
you
whole!
And
fore'er
ne'er
forget
what
you
stole
I
met
a
fair
maiden
one
round
upon
shore
I
fell
for
her
smile
as
I'd
ne'er
done
before
I
pledged
her
my
world
for
as
long
as
I
lived
I'd
have
offered
her
more
if
I
had
more
to
give
My
pockets
she
emptied
still
I
offered
the
rest
She
obliged
and
then
ripped
out
the
heart
from
my
chest
She
sent
me
adrift
free
to
float
to
world's
end
With
a
bottle
as
my
only
friend
A
curse
upon
you
sorrow
fall
thick
and
fast!
Your
days
have
been
numbered,
each
hour
your
last!
May
the
land,
sea
or
sky
turn
to
swallow
you
whole!
And
fore'er
ne'er
forget
what
you
stole
Now
maybe
there's
some
of
you
wondering
hence
Not
all
parts
of
my
life
fit
together
with
sense
If
these
are
your
thoughts
allow
me
to
explain
Listen
close
now
for
I
will
not
say
it
again
I
curse
you
yourself
with
the
doubts
that
you've
shown!
For
this
is
my
life
and
I
made
it
my
own
Walk
your
path
and
you'll
have
your
own
stories
in
time
Til
that
day
I
shall
drink
just
to
mine
A
curse
upon
you
sorrow
fall
thick
and
fast!
Your
days
have
been
numbered,
each
hour
your
last!
May
the
land,
sea
or
sky
turn
to
swallow
you
whole!
And
fore'er
ne'er
forget
what
you
stole
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