Lyrics Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea - Rich Black

I'm shipping out days and nights on the sea
With nary a reason to moan
With calico trees and soft scented breeze
We're sailing away on our own

The weather is torn 'tween pleasure and scorn
In sixes and sevens below
With wild winter freeze and vagabond seas
Drink up me hearties yo ho

With the wind at our backs we grow to perceive
Three sentinels sailing alone
With plunder at heart and cutlass to cleave
The roger is taken and flown

The weather is torn 'tween pleasure and scorn
In sixes and sevens below
With wild winter freeze and vagabond seas
Drink up me hearties yo ho

The main it reaches dark into the night
And life it floats and scrapes like dust in your eye
With a creak and groan the galley rolls on it's side
And Davey reaches out to you in his time

So now we sleep o'er side with fishes and freaks
And rest our bones upon the solemn deep
The preservation comes from gravi-tie
She seeks you out down there where dead men lie

And when we're resting underneath
Where sailors dream the darkest dreams
And overhear great Neptune's schemes
With wave and undine
We meet the unseen