One for the Road

Crown my desire fulfill my bliss

A pretty young girl and a jug of this

All of my sorrows are past and fled

Until I'm in my grave and deadThose pretty young girls come out in flocks

With short-legged drawers and long frailed locks

And all of the girls will spend out way

We'll not see more until another dayThere she blows, one for the roadLeave my mark in a place like thos

I keep my distance at a sailor's pitch

Many thousand miles are behind me

A place to call home is the open seaThere be no place like homeWhat's left behind

Is what I carry with me

Castaway in insanity

Seal my fate as I take the piss

Destined to roam, no place to missThere be no place like homeMore miles to go, one for the road

Steady as she goes, one for the road