We Bury Larry at Sea

O come me lads and drink a draft Line up me boys from fore to aft To celebrate that swabby swore To scrub Old Neptune’s deck Once a prim and proper lord He shed that shell once he come aboard Mr. Lawrence was he known no more Salty Larry rose up from the wreck Though his hands were bound there in the brig Salty Larry never gave a fig Silent and strong he waited for The moment he would break free Present for the feasts of kings Though he never cared for fancy things Give him not a marble sepulcher WE BURY LARRY AT SEA! Rusted and ruddy his toughened hide The sea itself did flow inside Two lashing whips to tame the tides But Larry they could not subdue They took his arm to make him squeal His silence was sharper than their steel They wavered and wondered if he could feel Larry was saltier than the whole crew Fearing his strength they nailed him in a crate And cast him to sea to find his own fate Though bound for ruin his patience was great Salty Larry knew soon he’d be free He ran ashore in southern climes Where mariners seldom did rime No open verse for us this time WE BURY LARRY AT SEA! We bury Larry at sea me boys WE BURY LARRY AT SEA! Come consider this swab! Ahoy! WE BURY LARRY AT SEA! WE BURY LARRY AT SEA! Come consider this swab! Ahoy! WE BURY LARRY AT SEA! Back to cleaning the ocean floor WE BURY LARRY AT SEA! To Neptune's crew forevermore WE BURY LARRY AT SEA!