Dead Horse

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Well a poor old man came a-riding by

And we say so, and we hope so

Oh poor old man, your horse will die

Oh, poor old man

 

And if he dies, we’ll tan his hide

And we say so, and we hope so

And if he don’t, we’ll ride him again

Oh, poor old man

 

One month this rotten life we’ve led

And we say so, and we hope so

While you lie on your feather bed

Oh, poor old man

 

But now your month is up old turk

And we say so, and we hope so

Get up you swine and look for work

Oh, poor old man

 

Get up you swine and look for graft

And we say so, and we hope so

While me and the crew will take you aft

Oh poor old man

 

We’ll take you back to the cabin door

And we say so, and we hope so

Here’s hoping that we’ll see you no more

Oh, poor old man

 

He’s dead as a nail in a lamp room door

And we say so, and we hope so

He’s dead as a nail that son of a boar

Oh, poor old man

 

We’ll hoist him up to the main yard arm

And we say so, and we hope so

We’ll hoist him up to the main yard arm

Oh, poor old man

 

We’ll drop him down in the bottom of the sea

And we say so, and we hope so

Right down deep to the bottom of the sea

Oh, poor old man

 

We’ll put him in a box in a deep dark hole

And we say so, and we hope so

Where the sharks will have his body and the devil have his soul

Oh, poor old man