Seth Staton Watkins

What will we do with a drunken sailor?
What will we do with a drunken sailor?
What will we do with a drunken sailor?
Early in the morning!
Way hay and...

I wanna be in the cavalry if they send me off to war
I wanna good steed under me like my forefathers before
And I wanna good mount when the bugle soun...

Oh, there're sober men and plenty,
And drunkards barely twenty,
There are men of over ninety，
That have never yet kissed a girl.
But give me a ramblin...

I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched Englishman
Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo
I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run
I'm a horse soldier,...

I wanna be in the cavalry if they send me off to war
I wanna good steed under me like my forefathers before
Courageous at first we took their worst, o...

I met my love,
By the gas works wall.
Dreamed a dream,
By the old canal.
I kissed my girl,
By the factory wall.
Dirty old town,
Dirty old town.
Clouds...

I often take these night shift walks when the foreman's not around
Far out beyond the tank farm fence where the gas flare makes no sound
I forget the ...

Una mattina mi son svegliato
o bella ciao bella ciao bella ciao, ciao, ciao
una mattina mi son svegliato
e ho trovato l’invasor.

O partigiano portami...

There can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun;
Yet what force on earth is weaker than the feeble strength of one,
But the union makes us stro...

And of all the harm that ere I've done, Alas was done to none but me.
And all I've done for want of wit, To memory now I cannot recall.
So fill to me ...

Ah, for just one time I would take the Northwest Passage
To find the hand of Franklin reaching for the Beaufort Sea
Tracing one warm line through a la...

Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father he was orange and my mother she was green
Oh my father was an Ulsterman, proud Protestan...

Oh, I bid farewell to the port and the land
And I paddle away from brave England's white sands
To search for my long ago forgotten friends
To search f...

It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife
We whalermen undergo
And we don't give a damn when the gale is done
How hard the winds do blow
For we'r...

The pictures tell the story, this life had many shades
I'd wake up every morning and before I'd start each day
I'd take a drag from last nights cigare...