Doors - Land Ho! Lyrics
Grandma loved a sailor who sailed the frozen sea.Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee.He said son Im going crazy from living on the landGot to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sand.This old man was graceful with silver in his smile.He smoked a briar pipe and he walked four country milesSinging songs of shady sisters and old town libertySongs of love and songs of death, songs that set men free.Ive got three ships and sixty menA course for ports unread.Ill stand at mast, let north winds blowTill half of us are dead.Land ho!If I get my hands on a dollar billGonna buy a bottle and drink my fill.If I get my hands on a number fiveGonna skin that little girl alive.If I get my hands on a number twoCome back home and marry youMarry you, marry you.Land ho!, land ho!If I get back home and I feel all rightYou dont baby gonna love you tonightLand ho!
