A Salty Dog (Album Version)

A Salty Dog (老水手) - Styx

Written by：Keith Reid/Gary Brooker

All hands on deck

We've run afloat

I heard the captain cry

Explore the ship

Replace the cook

And no one leave alive

Across the straits

Around the horn

How far can sailors fly

A twisted path

Our tortured course

And no one left alive

We sailed for parts

Unknown to man

Where ships come home to die

No lofty peak nor fortress bold

Could match our captain's eye

Upon the seventh seasick day

We made our port of call

A sand so white

And sea so blue

No mortal place at all

We fired the gun

And burnt the mast

And rowed from ship to shore

The captain cried

We sailors wept

Our tears were tears of joy

Now many moons and many Junes

Have passed since we made land

A salty dog

This seaman's log

Your witness my own hand