Hurm…

Things are looking bleak for The Custer, Daredevilers. But alas, there’s nothing we can do for the stalwart crew except raise a glass in their honor…

Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil be done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

The mate was fixed by the bosun’s pike
The bosn brained with a marlinspike
And Cookey’s throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten
And there they lay all good dead men
Like break o’ day in a boozing ken
Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum

Fifteen men of a whole ship’s list
Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of rum
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullion’s axe his cheek had shore
And the scullion he was stabbed times four
And there he lay and the soggy skies
Dripped all day in up-staring eyes
At murk sunset and at foul sunrise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

Fifteen men of ‘€˜em stiff and stark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Ten of the crew had the murder mark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

Twas a cutlass swipe or and ounce of lead
Or a yawning hole in a battered head
and the scuppers’ glut with a yawning red
And there they lay aye damn my eyes
Looking up at paradise
All souls bound just contrariwise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

Be here NEXT WEEK! Who knows, we might even have another sing-a-long.\

Till next time!

-Matt-