文本歌词

Cape of Good Hope (Live) - The Tramps Norway
I'm going to the place
Where the gods fight wars
Where the angels sit in silence
While the demons roar
It will take me ten weeks down
And ten weeks up
And I'll shake the devils hand
At the cape of good hope
The captain was a hard man
From the town of killy begs
He had seen two wars
And lived except for his right leg
He was trusted and respected
By all of us onboard
And he sailed us along
On the pride of donegal
I'm drinking today
'Cause I'm sailing out tomorrow
Twenty weeks at sea
Without a drop of irish porter
I'm drinking today
So give me bitter by the barrel
Twenty weeks
To cape of good hope and home
The first port of the journey
Was a dock in tangiers
Then we went to senegal
And things went wrong from there
The best part of the crew laid sick
Beneath the deck
With yellow fever
Scurvey and a touch of gonorrea
The captain lost his marbles
And he took the wrong turn
However he did manage
That I guess I'll never learn
The after seven weeks at the open sea
I saw the shore of trinidad reveal itself to me
I'm drinking today
'Cause I'm sailing out tomorrow
Twenty weeks at sea
Without a drop of irish porter
I'm drinking today
So give me bitter by the barrel
Twenty weeks
To cape of good hope and home
Now I'll never have to see
Where the gods fight wars
The angels are singing
And I'm standing in awe
The pride of donegal well
We burned her down
And I'm never gonna leave my place
In the sun
I'm drinking today
'Cause I'm sailing out tomorrow
Twenty weeks at sea
Without a drop of irish porter
I'm drinking today
So give me bitter by the barrel
Twenty weeks
To cape of good hope and home
I'm drinking today
'Cause I'm sailing out tomorrow
Twenty weeks at sea
Without a drop of irish porter
I'm drinking today
So give me bitter by the barrel
Twenty weeks
To cape of good hope and home