Captain Bogg & Salty Follow

Cage all the parrots and stow all the rum
Brace for a paradigm shift
Forget all the tales and truth will unveil
What it's really like on a ship
What it's really like on a ship

Grip ye the lifeline and lean o'er the rail
When the wind gives the main sail a flip
With a HEAVE and a HO, soon your stomach will know
What it's really like on a ship
What it's really like on a ship

Think you're paying your dues on a Caribbean cruise
Well, Mate, it ain't no pleasure trip
Marooned on the sand, you can now understand
What it's really like on a ship
What it's really like on a ship

Yar, yar-di-har har
This life of a pirate is hard
All this fightin' and fussin' and rottin' and restin'
Yar, yar-di-yo ho
Now hold me up, Davey Jones
For this boozin's mate, you'll just have to wait

Scurvy and rickets
We can't all erate
And boredom can play with your wits
We yawn as our old captain pontificates
What it's really like on a ship
What it's really like on a ship

(Heave, ho, heave, ho, heave, ho, heave, ho)

When your pockets are jinglin'
And your crew mates are singin'
And "Ho" is on everyone's lips
With one week assure you will start to deplore
All the landlords and lovers, and scoldings from mother,
So tired of this rat race
You'd much rather face
What it's really like on a ship

(Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho, Heave, Ho)