The Greyhound

The Greyhound's sinking in the waves, and fast the sea receives her
 Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave
 And Captain Bryce is on her deck so we, her hands, may leave her
 Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave
 Curse the Reaper cowled in black, he's laughing at your failing
 Pull that oar until it cracks, we're bound for better sailing
 Bound for better sailing
 At Bryce's word we went aloft, and fought the screaming bluster
 Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave
 We shortened sails and trimmed the
 ropes, with all that we could muster
 Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave
 Curse the Reaper cowled in black, he's laughing at your failing
 Pull that oar until it cracks, we're bound for better sailing
 Bound for better sailing
 The Greyhound fought to stay aright as cruel the wild waves tossed her
 Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave
 But when the mast began to crack, we knew that we had lost her
 Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave
 Curse the Reaper cowled in black, he's laughing at your failing
 Pull that oar until it cracks, we're bound for better sailing
 Bound for better sailing
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 So put your back into it lads and haul against the thunder
 Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave
 And cry a prayer into the winds the ship won't pull us under
 Curse the Reaper, bend your back and cheat your sorry grave
 Curse the Reaper cowled in black, he's laughing at your failing
 Pull that oar until it cracks, we're bound for better sailing
 Curse the Reaper cowled in black, he's laughing at your failing
 Pull that oar until it cracks, we're bound for better sailing
 Bound for better sailing