Texty

Cursed your captain and stow me below Hold me amongst all your cards Oh we were sea bound and aimless at best Clutching to the wheel and those charts That sea was just a gambler at heart Oh, there we were; on the sun hit the starboard And we were as free as we could be Waited for land; oh we waited for thee Aimed to stay calm and cool And that sea was just a gambling fool Come to me, Mary come; you know you once were queen The ocean is holding all the kings Tossed aside the weary How I'd love to steer you straight into those waters While those daunting clouds above began to pour And when we're found, I'll kiss that ground And roll around on that lovers floor Come to me, Mary come; you know you once were queen The ocean is holding all the kings Tossed aside the weary The ocean holding everything Tossed aside the weary Aw, that dreadful, gambling sea
Writer(s): Gregory Alan Isakov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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