The Waifs - Papa - Sözleri

well my papa was a fisher man 

and he fished the deep blue sea

he home made some fine black berry nip

and he'd always pass a nip onto me



well he smelled like black-tarred fishing nets

oh tiger belly growl

he was my good pappa

but he be bones now



grand daddy was a sailor

and he sailed from far across the sea

well he did talk some kind of funny

but it never did bother me



when he spoke about his home land

'twas with a sad and furrowed brow

no more tears grandaddy

you just be bones now



well i look now at my father

and his black hair's all gone grey 

and those strong arms that did carry me

they're now withering away

lay down your burdens papa

won't you come sit with me at home

we have got to spend some time together 

before we just be bones










		
			



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