Cruel Mistress

Next time out to sea Bring enough soil to bury me For I don't want my final jig In the belly of a squid Take my trousers take my shirt Just give me that sweet dirt For the water's cold and grim And I never did learn to swim No her love never set me free So I set off for the ocean Now in my dreams she comes to me Whispering of peace But I've known since the day That we sailed for Santiago Her dry embrace would kiss my face No never, no more The Sea is a Cruel Mistress The Sea is a Cruel Mistress