Eamon - Guy Clark

EAMON SWALLOWED ANCHOR AND STEPPED HIMSELF ASHORE

SET SEABOOT DOWN ON COBBLESTONE HE’D NEVER TROD BEFORE

A LONE FOG ON THE HARBOUR DID OBSCURE THE RIGGING LIGHTS

AND THE TERRA FIRMA TAVERN CAST A WARM AND GLOWING LIGHT

SING FARE THEE WELL

CALM SEAS OR SWELL

RED EVENING SKY

HOME AND DRY

EAMON WENT TO SEA FOR LIFE THE DAY HE TURNED FOURTEEN

ON A MERCHANT CARGO STEAMER BOUND FOR KWAJALEIN

BY WAY OF CARTAGENA HE WOUND UP IN ISTANBUL

NINETEEN TIMES AROUND THE HORN WOULD MAKE A DUTCHMAN DROOL

NOW EAMON HEADED INLAND TILL HE COULD NOT SMELL THE SEA

WHERE THEY’D NEVER SEEN A BOAT THAT’S WHERE HE WENT TO BE

AND THEY DRESSED HIM IN HIS PEACOAT PULLED HIS SEABOOTS ON

STITCHED HIM IN HIS HAMMOCK AND SENT HIM SAILING HOME

SING FARE THEE WELL

CALM SEAS OR SWELL

JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES

HOME AND DRY