Lyrics Goin' Down With the Ship - Michael Monroe
See
the
storm
comin'
in,
a
cold
front,
a
tail
wind
Somebody
take
the
wheel
and
steer
us
off
the
rocks
again
I
can
hear
the
sirens
call
in
the
darkness,
seein'
nothin
at
all
Maybe
there's
trouble,
but
nothin
can
touch
our
kin
Good
times-never
fear
the
reaper
Hard
times-
we
dig
a
little
deeper
High
tides
are
never
gonna
keep
us
down,
down,
down
Say
goodbye
to
the
town,
got
no
sorrows
to
drown
Guess
we're
all
goin'
down
with
the
ship
Ain't
no
fair-weather
friends,
we're
all
mates
till
the
end
Guess
we're
all
goin'
down
with
the
ship
No
map
or
course
to
chart,
lost
souls
with
vagabond
hearts
Gotta
roll
the
bones,
ol'
Davy
Jones
is
waitin'
There's
a
break
in
the
sky,
raise
up
our
freak
flag
high
Ain't
in
it
for
treatures,
livin'
on
our
reputation
Good
times-never
fear
the
reaper
Hard
times-
we
go
a
little
deeper
High
tides
are
never
gonna
keep
us
down,
down,
down
Say
goodbye
to
the
town,
got
no
sorrows
to
drown
Guess
we're
all
goin'
down
with
the
ship
Ain't
no
fair-weather
friends,
we're
all
mates
till
the
end
Guess
we're
all
goin'
down
with
the
ship
We're
ragin'
'cross
the
waters,
this
life
is
all
we
know
We
leave
our
sons
and
daughters
Kiss
'em,
miss
'em,
we
got
to
go...
Say
goodbye
to
the
town,
got
no
sorrows
to
drown
Guess
we're
all
goin'
down
with
the
ship
Ain't
no
fair-weather
friends,
we're
all
mates
till
the
end
Guess
we're
all
goin'
down
with
the
ship
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