The Dreadnoughts - Roll and Go lyrics
[The Dreadnoughts - Roll and Go lyrics]
The shadows play upon us
The candle flickers free
Oh, brothers, hear me now
And when you're drawn and wasted
Upon the wretched sea
Will you wish that you were
Back behind the plough?
We are the 47 who sail in the morn’
Oh, brothers, hear me now
So gather round beside me and
Face towards the horn
And listen for that far off distant sound
And through the night, the thunder rolls
The dimmest light down in our souls
The final draw, from the flowing bowl
Comes the dawn, we roll and go
Now this 'ain't the finest brandy
This ain’t Lord Burton's Gin
Oh, brothers, hear me now
But it soothes the restless spirit
Who never may again
Feel himself upon the solid ground
And there is a desperate fire
That keeps us all awake
Oh, brothers, hear me now
But we all know there's only so
Much more of this to take
Before the sun arises off the bow
Hear me now
And through the night, the thunder rolls
The dimmest light down in our souls
The final draw, from the flowing bowl
Comes the dawn, we roll and go
So to the 47, and to the rolling blue
Oh, brothers, heave away
I've never known a better bunch
Of bully lads than you
And we'll be back some fine and lucky day
The candle flickers free
Oh, brothers, hear me now
And when you're drawn and wasted
Upon the wretched sea
Will you wish that you were
Back behind the plough?
We are the 47 who sail in the morn’
Oh, brothers, hear me now
So gather round beside me and
Face towards the horn
And listen for that far off distant sound
And through the night, the thunder rolls
The dimmest light down in our souls
The final draw, from the flowing bowl
Comes the dawn, we roll and go
Now this 'ain't the finest brandy
This ain’t Lord Burton's Gin
Oh, brothers, hear me now
But it soothes the restless spirit
Who never may again
Feel himself upon the solid ground
And there is a desperate fire
That keeps us all awake
Oh, brothers, hear me now
But we all know there's only so
Much more of this to take
Before the sun arises off the bow
Hear me now
And through the night, the thunder rolls
The dimmest light down in our souls
The final draw, from the flowing bowl
Comes the dawn, we roll and go
So to the 47, and to the rolling blue
Oh, brothers, heave away
I've never known a better bunch
Of bully lads than you
And we'll be back some fine and lucky day