the first mate he mutinied
With the rations he was generous
With the company he was poor
The boatswain he killed himself
This is land is perfidious
I exercised and fantasized
And year by year, through my fear,
Now it's seven years I've been alone
Tomorrow I will set to sea
Then David Jones can take my bones,
7 years have passed away,
The empty skies, my empty eyes,
Seven years have passed away,
The empty skies, my empty eye s,
Sev en years have passed away,
The empty skies, my empty eyes,
For seven years I've walked away,
The empty skies, my empty eyes,
For seven years I've walked away,
The empty skies, my empty eyes,