Sea of roses mp34/7/2023 ![]() With no set roles, you have complete freedom to approach the world, and other players, however you choose. With the translation of French classic ‘Le Corsaire Le Grand Coureur’, the South Pacific remix of ‘All For Me Grog’, and reworking of sealing classic ‘Blood Red Roses’, NOW THAT’S WHAT I CALL SEA SHANTIES Vol II is truly a meaningful addition to sea song canon.About This Game About the GameSea of Thieves offers the essential pirate experience, from sailing and fighting to exploring and looting – everything you need to live the pirate life and become a legend in your own right. The album features 5 original songs that ‘shantify’ the stories of NZ historical figures such as Sam Parnell (credited with establishing the 8 hour working day in NZ), ‘Young Nick’ (supposedly awarded 5 gallons of rum by James Cook for sighting the promontory that would be named after him), and early European ‘Pakeha Maori’ Jacky Marmon (‘Cannibal Jack’) and George White (aka Barnett Burns). Vol II sees the band exploring their NZ heritage and showcases the salty songwriting talent of Vorn and Lake. Now, on Jthe group will release a new collection of spume-filled anthems: NOW THAT’S WHAT I CALL SEA SHANTIES Vol II. In 2013 the W.S.S.S made waves with their first album - the Sunday Star Times called it "probably the best dance album of the year". We'll spend money freely for pretty girls ashoreĪnd when it's all gone we'll go whaling for more! There's plenty of rum boys and plenty of beer. Our ship it is laden for home we will steer, He's worth more to us boys than five hundred pound. The whale is cut in boys, tried-out and stowed down, In just over an hour he rolled out his fin. We fought him alongside, harpoon we thrust in. The whaleboats were lowered and set on the chase/ We sailed off the westwind and came up apace, Get your lines and your rowboats and tackle-falls clear/ Then call up all hands and be of good cheer, "Three points on our lee sir, scarce two mile away." Our captain cried "Where away and how does he lay?" That a voice from the masthead cried out "There she blow". Twas early one morning just as the sun rose ![]() There's a thousand whales off th' coast of New Zealand/ Where the cold waves tower and the killer winds blowĬome all of you whalemen who are cruising for sperm,Ĭome all of you seamen who have rounded Cape Horm įor our captain has told us, and he says out of hand: My heart still lives, and it longs to be homeĪnd it fears that I’m destined forever to roam Still my heart does beat and my limbs do growĪnd my father’s heart died when my mother I’ve seen good men go under while bad men prevail I’ve seen a princess held hostage, seen spears fly like I’ve seen men marooned, glad to watch us set sail Though the sails set solid and the ropes were like ironĪnd the frozen air filled with the groans of the dying That mad captain drove us through oceans of iceĪnd he’d not change his order and he’d heed no advice I’ve looked on in horror as not once but twice When the cold waves did tower and the killer winds did blow The rod of the Reverend and my father’s fists I’ve seen times so hard that I tell you I’ve missed even Now I’ve toiled like a dog from that day to this You’re a spare mouth to feed that we can ill affordīut I’ll see that you’re fed if you’ll see that you earn itĪnd I pray for your sake you’ll be quick to learnįor the sea loves to feed on a sailor that’s slow” He said “By rights I should cast you straight overboard Huddled and starving and too weak to moveĪnd I asked them all if I was going to dieĪnd they told me “That’s for Captain Cook to decide” Three days from shore I was found by the crew Till the anchors did weigh and the horizon did grow I chose the first unguarded ship that I foundĪnd I boarded though I knew not where she was boundĪnd I huddled my bones in a lifeboat asternĪnd I swore I’d not move, though the whole ship should burn Where the night ladies flirt and the cutpurses flock So I hobbled on broken feet down to the docks Plymouth’s ten miles from the place of my birthīut I wanted to run to the ends of the earth With my hands all a-shake and heart pounding with frightĪnd the fear did spur and my heels did fly That I’d had all the beatings that one boy could bearĪnd I leapt out my window and ran through the night Still my heart did beat and my limbs did growĪnd off I was bundled to the Reverend's schoolĪnd the switch did swing and the tears did flowįive years I suffered and fagged and was floggedĪnd I learned how to spell and I learned how to hideĪnd the bruises did heal but the scars did showĪnd it came in the spring of my eleventh year I was born 10th of 10 in a town by the seaĪnd my father's heart died when my mother
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