Naval Hitchhike - Storm Seeker

Six years ago in a land I call home

I drank too much ale and I bet I could roam

To far away lands and be back in a year

With nothing on me but a bag and rapier

The first part was simple, a friend picked me up

He stopped on an island, he owed me a buck

Provided supplies and the path lay down bright

And the mood was so high until then came the night

So I’m waiting and waiting a ship hits the shore

Again it’s just pirates or cutthroats and more

But I’m longing for home so I’m joining the scrubs

Let me tell you my friend: Naval hitchhiking sucks

Seven days later my courage was lost

Had desperately searched all my luggage’s slots

For now I am wasted and willing to starve

And I am embracing the pitiful smart

The first part was simple now what a mistake

He stopped on an island no way to escape

Used all the supplies and no mast and no flag

Had appeared on the shore so I ate my own leg

So I’m waiting and waiting a ship hits the shore

Again it’s just pirates or cutthroats or more

But I’m longing for home so I’m joining the scrubs

Let me tell you my friend: Naval hitchhiking sucks

So I’m waiting and waiting a ship hits the shore

Again it’s just pirates or cutthroats or more

But I’m longing for home so I’m joining the scrubs

Let me tell you my friend: Naval hitchhiking sucks

Ahoi!