O Captain, my Captain
a-going to my head
for as we sigh and drink a lie
my innocence is dead

O Captain, my Captain
come ravage me through rum
for as ships sway we hit the hay
and damn I’m needing some

O Captain, my Captain
the heavens now I thank
for as we kiss I could not miss
your secondary plank

O Captain, my Captain
conquer every swell
for as we press I must confess
I’m going straight to hell

O Captain, my Captain
this ship was meant to be
for as we lay I dream away
my newly drunken sea


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