For the Drunks and the Loons

Just a fun story

He spent his nights on the rolling seas
Eating half-raw fish and moldy cheese
He'd float into town about twice a year
To see some old friends and drink a little beer

He played an old guitar with worn-out strings
With callused fingers, he could make it ring
And he knew every song that'd ever been played
And sung them all whenever he stayed

I met the old man when I was just a boy
Strumming a six-string that was just a toy
He took it from my hand and showed me a chord
He came back the next day and showed me one more

In a few weeks, I went looking around
But the old man had sailed for the next coastal town
So I took the two chords and learned a few tunes
And I played on the streets for the drunks and the loons. 

Sing a song for me Captain, sing a song before you go,
Sing a song for the sailors sailing with the morning glow.
Sing a song for the men working the docks late at night
Sing a song for the mothers who hold their babies tight.
Sing a song for me Captain, sing a song before you sail
Sing a song for me Captain another story to tale.

Reviews

[Ana Papaya]

This is so amazing! I really want to hear you sing this. If you ever post it on soundcloud or anything let me know.

[James]

I have a Youtube channel with 3 whole followers.
It's good to see you

[Ana Papaya]

Cool! Can you send it to me?

[James]

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC9YvR6qz4b_RCwuwWxLkMsg?view_as=subscriber

Just don't judge me for my singing

[Ana Papaya]

i will definitely check it out. :)

[Samuel Dickens]

Ships and guitars are two things I definitely relate to. (Twenty years in the Navy, I always took a guitar with me on the ship) I enjoyed this little ditty.

[James]

Thanks, I play banjo and was Army, but I live in a coastal town and it just sounded like a cool story.