Hack
November 10th, 2009, 11:56 AM
Here's another one I wrote. I'll post the audio in the Showcase section shortly.
Just a note, in the first verse I rhymed "quays" with "bays". Now, I know it's pronounced "keys", but it rhymed much better using the mispronounciation.
The Early Morning Mist
Gazing on the delta dawn, the captain Rupert Bliss leaned on the rail of the Early Morning Mist.
He had no home to call his own besides his mighty ship and the quays and bays of the endless Mississip.
The wheel was bright and the fittings made of brass would always gleam, the stacks would shine as they left a trail of steam.
At many a dock he'd make a stop and pull the hawsers tight, but he'd never go to shore to spend the night.
chorus
I'm the best damn captain on the Mississippi River, and I've got the best damn ship
And I'm tellin' ya boys, I never brag a bit
And if my boiler ever blows and I know I'm at the end, I'll ask my God if I can do it all again.
Bright one April morning as the boarding whistle blew, the captain heard a rumor from the crew
There's a man on board, no-one ignored, by the name of Gamblin' Mack. and the people say he's wild as a one-eyed jack.
They said he'd made a wager for a wealthy widow's kiss to take command of the Early Morning Mist.
The captain started laughing but the first mate was upset because Gamblin' Mack had never lost a bet
chorus
A few nights later at the captain's table ol' Gamblin' Mack appeared, and he sat right down and ordered up a glass of beer.
He said "Captain, sir, you're looking like you work yourself to hard. Why not relax with a friendly game of cards?"
The captain knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't quite resist, and next he knew there were aces in his fist.
The stakes they grew, and the captain knew he'd win if he was bold, but he'd have to bet his ship against a pile of gold.
chorus
He looked down on that pile of gold and he knew he'd win it yet, so he took out the bill of sale and he made the bet.
Gamblin' Mack was laughing now and his eyes were burning red, and the king of his royal flush had a devil's head.
The captain knew that he'd lost his boat so he climbed up to the deck, and tied the hawser tight around his neck.
And with the dawn he climbed the stacks where the steam from the boilers hissed and he jumped into the early morning mist.
chorus
Just a note, in the first verse I rhymed "quays" with "bays". Now, I know it's pronounced "keys", but it rhymed much better using the mispronounciation.
The Early Morning Mist
Gazing on the delta dawn, the captain Rupert Bliss leaned on the rail of the Early Morning Mist.
He had no home to call his own besides his mighty ship and the quays and bays of the endless Mississip.
The wheel was bright and the fittings made of brass would always gleam, the stacks would shine as they left a trail of steam.
At many a dock he'd make a stop and pull the hawsers tight, but he'd never go to shore to spend the night.
chorus
I'm the best damn captain on the Mississippi River, and I've got the best damn ship
And I'm tellin' ya boys, I never brag a bit
And if my boiler ever blows and I know I'm at the end, I'll ask my God if I can do it all again.
Bright one April morning as the boarding whistle blew, the captain heard a rumor from the crew
There's a man on board, no-one ignored, by the name of Gamblin' Mack. and the people say he's wild as a one-eyed jack.
They said he'd made a wager for a wealthy widow's kiss to take command of the Early Morning Mist.
The captain started laughing but the first mate was upset because Gamblin' Mack had never lost a bet
chorus
A few nights later at the captain's table ol' Gamblin' Mack appeared, and he sat right down and ordered up a glass of beer.
He said "Captain, sir, you're looking like you work yourself to hard. Why not relax with a friendly game of cards?"
The captain knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't quite resist, and next he knew there were aces in his fist.
The stakes they grew, and the captain knew he'd win if he was bold, but he'd have to bet his ship against a pile of gold.
chorus
He looked down on that pile of gold and he knew he'd win it yet, so he took out the bill of sale and he made the bet.
Gamblin' Mack was laughing now and his eyes were burning red, and the king of his royal flush had a devil's head.
The captain knew that he'd lost his boat so he climbed up to the deck, and tied the hawser tight around his neck.
And with the dawn he climbed the stacks where the steam from the boilers hissed and he jumped into the early morning mist.
chorus