🎶 The Siren’s Call 🎶
Oh they tie their hair with the raging gale,
Patch the sails and they drink their ale.
With a laugh and a curse they stand so tall,
Damn fine women who out-sail us all!
Heave ho! Sing the Siren’s Call!
To the women who brave and brawl!
Raise your glass when the old men squall—
Here’s to the ladies who out-sail us all!
They’ll steal your pay and your weary heart,
Beat you at dice and they’re twice as smart.
But when cannons roar and the dark seas crawl,
They’ll fight beside you and never fall.
Heave ho! Sing the Siren’s Call!
To the women who brave and brawl!
Raise your glass when the old men squall—
Here’s to the ladies who out-sail us all!
🎶 The Siren’s Call 🎶
Oh they tie their hair with the raging gale,
Patch the sails and they drink their ale.
With a laugh and a curse they stand so tall,
Damn fine women who out-sail us all!
Heave ho! Sing the Siren’s Call!
To the women who brave and brawl!
Raise your glass when the old men squall—
Here’s to the ladies who out-sail us all!
They’ll steal your pay and your weary heart,
Beat you at dice and they’re twice as smart.
But when cannons roar and the dark seas crawl,
They’ll fight beside you and never fall.
Heave ho! Sing the Siren’s Call!
To the women who brave and brawl!
Raise your glass when the old men squall—
Here’s to the ladies who out-sail us all!