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The Bilge Pumps - Songs of the Sea: Lyrics to Old Salt

Songs Lyrics
A-F G-O P-Z Christmas
Old Salt
(Craig Lutke)

When I was a child I'd long for the days
When the merchant ships came down to the quays
The old sailor men setting down on the pier
Spinning the tales from yesteryear
I used to sit with my heart in my eyes
Listening to all the stories of my
Heroes who worked among the gales
To catch their might with rope and sails

(Chorus)
Hey Old Salt, tell me the history
Of all those years you spent at sea
The finest ship you ever did see
And the bully crew that sailed her
The color of old Saint Elmo's Fire
And the ozone smell as it danced up higher
Tell us why you'll never retire
From the lonely life of a sailor

Soon I grew and took up the lines
And rode the swell and smelled the brine
Experienced what I had been told
With sights that only few behold
Still we gathered before the mast
And listened to the yarns from the past
From the men who'd sailed across the years
And earned their scars with sweat and tears

(Chorus)

And now my bones and joints do ache
And my better days the sea did take
And though she's stole my years from me
I've still not solved her mysteries
I take some time to sit on the pier
Dispensing wisdom from my years
The young gather round with eyes so wide
Hearing tales of where land does hide

Saying
(Chorus)
Tell us why you'll never retire from the lonely life of a sailor

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