Damn the Amsterdam (feat. The Longest Johns)
God bless the Amsterdam and all to sail in her
Steady may she get away from here to India
God speed the Amsterdam
We'll raise the anchor mates
To loves farewell
It's hello hell
Full sail toward our fates
God damn the Amsterdam
God save us from her curse
I never saw the likes of this before
And god damn its getting worse
God steer the Amsterdam
The Captain lost the plot
A raging sea of munity
Men full of grog and rot
God help the ones who fell
As fever took a grip
I wish to Christ I never set my eyes upon this ship
God damn the Amsterdam
God save us from her curse
I never saw the likes of this before
And god damn its getting worse
God guide the Amsterdam
God free us from this fog
Her rudder lost onto the rocks
Her crew all sick as dogs
God gave the Amsterdam a shallow grave of sand
Her maiden task would be her last
God damn the Amsterdam
God damn the Amsterdam
God save us from her curse
I never saw the likes of this before
And god damn its getting worse
God rest the Amsterdam
Lay where she ran aground
Her timbers show when tide is low
Just west of Hastings town
God knows I heard it said
That dreamers have a plan
Some pretty day she'll sail again
Back home to Amsterdam
God knows I've heard it said
That dreamers have a plan, well
God forbid she sails again
God damn the Amsterdam
Steady may she get away from here to India
God speed the Amsterdam
We'll raise the anchor mates
To loves farewell
It's hello hell
Full sail toward our fates
God damn the Amsterdam
God save us from her curse
I never saw the likes of this before
And god damn its getting worse
God steer the Amsterdam
The Captain lost the plot
A raging sea of munity
Men full of grog and rot
God help the ones who fell
As fever took a grip
I wish to Christ I never set my eyes upon this ship
God damn the Amsterdam
God save us from her curse
I never saw the likes of this before
And god damn its getting worse
God guide the Amsterdam
God free us from this fog
Her rudder lost onto the rocks
Her crew all sick as dogs
God gave the Amsterdam a shallow grave of sand
Her maiden task would be her last
God damn the Amsterdam
God damn the Amsterdam
God save us from her curse
I never saw the likes of this before
And god damn its getting worse
God rest the Amsterdam
Lay where she ran aground
Her timbers show when tide is low
Just west of Hastings town
God knows I heard it said
That dreamers have a plan
Some pretty day she'll sail again
Back home to Amsterdam
God knows I've heard it said
That dreamers have a plan, well
God forbid she sails again
God damn the Amsterdam
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Writer(s): Richard Daniel Heptinstall
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