Paper Rifles - Sea Legs

I heard the weather warning
On the radio this morning
Telling me the wind is going to change
If we stumble overboard we'll surely drown
So I'm begging sea legs, please don't fail me now

Now the swell it leaves us sprawling
And the sirens they come calling
Out to us with songs of martyred fame
But if we stumble overboard we'll surely drown
Will the passing bells ring out in our hometown?
Will our friends and families gather round a hole in the ground?
God I'm begging sea legs, please don't fail me now

At the mercy of the fates
In that dress your father hates
We will face down walls of waves
But if we stumble overboard we'll surely drown
So I'm begging sea legs, please don't fail me now

Written by:
Jon Dick

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