One Last Ale

Because of rumbling of the sea

We were tumbling on board

Gale hit, we abandoned

In the winters's cold

No sign of rescue

We were starving for two weeks

Eaten all the fatties

And then all the skinny weaks

On our final sail

We have one last ale

We'll be the blubber of

That big white whale

On our final night

In the frail moonlight

We know we have to die

Yeah, it's one for the sea

And it's one for the gold

It's one for the women

We left at home

Yeah, it's one for the crew

And it's one for the sail

Tonight we die but with one last ale

Startled as we woke up

In the belly of the whale

Welcomed by a barman at a carousal

Captain Morgan drinking

Davy Jones is in a fight

Are we in his locker or

Are we still alive?