Top Down, straight in That's the way you want to win Head down, play nice All the way to paradise Scraping and staggering Until the bitter end Oh friend
Katie, bar the door, the Devil?s here again. He?s looking for a saviour, he?s looking for a friend. The Devil drinks in places you and I have never been
The smartest clipper you can find is, Ho eh, ho ah, are you most done? Shes the Margaret Evans on a blue sky line! Clear away the track and let the
My name is wailin' Johnny Way, hey, Johny Boreen At cordova and carrall Was formed in the marrow Of whiskey and amphetamines They call me wailin' Johnny
When the night is cold and the hours are long, I think about good times now long since gone, But no memory pleases me more to recall, Than the night
a packet of fame She belongs to New York, and the Dreadnought's her name She is bound to the westward where the stormy winds blow Bound away in the Dreadnought
to day I dread no one only my kind Searching the oceans for victims to find A floating fortress no one equals me The Dreadnought king of the sea Forged
