Turn This Ship Around Lyrics - Cabbage - Gaelic Storm

Man-catchers took me family, shipped them to Kingston town 

I was left in Dublin, no way out but down 

I shipped aboard for better fare, stories I could tell 

I left that hole behind me, landed straight in hell 

Chorus: 

We want the sun, the ocean to swim in 

Tobacco, rum, the wild island women 

The old man says we're homeward bound 

The crew says, "No, turn this ship around" 

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They lash us without warning, they starve us every man 

They work us day and night, even longer when they can 

Our backs are burned and blistered, fever's taken hold 

There's fire in our bellies, but our blood is running cold 

No rum to warm the spirit, no breeze to cool the brow 

We sighted land two days ago, an island off the prow 

Red sky in the morning, captain best beware 

There's rumblings down below decks, there's murder in the air 

(Chorus) 

Bermuda waits behind us, it's time for treachery 

It's now or never lads, let's put an end to misery 

The knives are out and flashing, there's powder in the guns 

We're sick of slop and scurvy, it's time to cut and run 

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The captain's in his cabin, with a glass of sherry wine 

We'll keelhaul that bastard, we'll make him drink the brine 

The first mate's on the foredeck, with a pistol in his hand 

We'll string him from the rigging, he'll never see dry land 

(Chorus)