Anchor
Silly boy, oh, what were you thinking?
You should've been sinking your ship
So when they get there and look for your treasure
There won't be any treasure left
They will not know where your mother is stowed
'Cause by now she'd be gasping for breath
She's under the water
Under the water now
Undertaker, why are you here now?
You know that I'm not quite dead yet
And I know, oh, I know, you cannot have me
Until I have paid off my debt
As for my mother, you know I still owe her
There's something you seem to forget
She's under the water
Under the water now
Well now, pull up my anchor
Well now, pull up my anchor
Well now, pull up my anchor
Baby, don't let me die
I wanna live now
I'm just so damn high
That I can see the surface
Mother is sunken, son, he is drunken
But father still stands upon land
Well, I see him clearly, standing there shore-side
And offering said son his hand
I see the callus and rope burn in his palm
And it makes me want to be a man
Pull up my anchor
Pull my anchor now
Well now, pull up my anchor
Well now, pull up my anchor
Well now, pull up my anchor
Baby, don't let me die
I wanna live now
I'm just so damn high
I can see the surface
Baby, don't let me die
I wanna live now
I'm just so damn high
And I can see the surface
You should've been sinking your ship
So when they get there and look for your treasure
There won't be any treasure left
They will not know where your mother is stowed
'Cause by now she'd be gasping for breath
She's under the water
Under the water now
Undertaker, why are you here now?
You know that I'm not quite dead yet
And I know, oh, I know, you cannot have me
Until I have paid off my debt
As for my mother, you know I still owe her
There's something you seem to forget
She's under the water
Under the water now
Well now, pull up my anchor
Well now, pull up my anchor
Well now, pull up my anchor
Baby, don't let me die
I wanna live now
I'm just so damn high
That I can see the surface
Mother is sunken, son, he is drunken
But father still stands upon land
Well, I see him clearly, standing there shore-side
And offering said son his hand
I see the callus and rope burn in his palm
And it makes me want to be a man
Pull up my anchor
Pull my anchor now
Well now, pull up my anchor
Well now, pull up my anchor
Well now, pull up my anchor
Baby, don't let me die
I wanna live now
I'm just so damn high
I can see the surface
Baby, don't let me die
I wanna live now
I'm just so damn high
And I can see the surface
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Writer(s): Isaac Blaine Gibson
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