One for the Road

Crown my desire fulfill my bliss

A pretty young girl and a jug of this

All of my sorrows are past and fled.

Until I'm in my grave and dead.

Those pretty young girls come out in flocks

With short-legged drawers and long frailed locks

And all of the girls will spend out way

We'll not see more until another day

There she blows

One for the road!

Leave my mark in a place like thos

I keep my distance at a sailor's pitch

Many thousand miles are behind me

A place to call home is the open sea

There be no place like home

What's left behind

is what i carry with me

Castaway in insanity

Seal my fate as i take the piss

Destined to roam

No place to miss

There be no place like home.

More miles to go

one for the road

steady as she goes

one for the road