Lyrics

As I went down impassive rivers I no longer felt guided by the haulers: Yelping redskins had taken them captive And nailed them naked to coloured stakes We ain't seen land for 13 months The water's running dry The Captains drunk, stoned in his bunk I seen the Bosun gettin' high My mouth's still dry from the rum That came from a bottle now long gone St Christopher, if you hear this now Give us a hope to carry on Sail on Give us a hope to carry on Sail, sail on The albatross flew across the bow Below deck the Captain roared "Bring me my gun. I want opium" Stoned, he shot the bird When the wind died down, the only sound Was the whisper of his dying words "Beware, don't stare at the Marie Celeste This quest of ours is cursed" Sail on "This quest of ours is cursed" Sail on "This quest of ours is cursed" Sail on The full moon light burned bright as fire As fever gripped the crew To the east, Ahab's screams Split the winding sheet in two To the west, six silhouettes Hung sailors now long gone We prayed that night that in the morning light We'd all be blown to kingdom come Through the day you looked upon that sad, sick face of me Through the day Sail on Just as we started sinking The harbour lights came on Arms of angels carried us From the rocks that we broke upon As we swam into still waters The band began to play I heard again that sweet refrain Lord, O happy day It's gonna be alright I hope it's gonna be alright