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Jan 2014
Lost in the ship
Out at sea
No body here
But my thoughts and me
Waves are crashing
Thrashing around
Hold on tight
Drink your whiskey down

Yo ** ** and a bottle of Jack
All this lying around will break your back
Yo ** ** are you sure someone will come?
I've only got a few more hours 'til I'm done.

The sun is bright
And beats down on me
I'm getting thirsty
Even though I'm in the sea
Drinking my sorrows
To die off soon
Me and my whiskey
Make the death rattle croon.
Zik Malleaux
Written by
Zik Malleaux  Ohio River Valley
(Ohio River Valley)   
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