The Flying Dutchman

The sky was grey and cloudy
 And the wind was from the west
 When we spied a battered frigate
 With her tattered sail full dressed
 They signaled they had letters home
 They asked if we could take
 They dropped them in a barrel
 They left bobbing in their wake
 We reefed the sails and slowed the ship
 To fish the barrel out
 The old ship sailed to the distance
 Then we saw her come about
 The captain watched through a spy-glass
 When we heard him catch his breath
 And we saw the storm a-brewing
 Had become a wall of death
 Turn this ship around me boys
 Turn around and run!
 That storm it wants a battle
 And it's sure that were outgunned!
 What of the ship that's out there
 Do we leave her to the gale?
 She's called the Flying Dutchman
 And it's rage that fills her sails!
 The thunder growled like demons
 And the lightning stabbed the waves
 And the Dutchman she leapt towards us
 Riding fury from the grave
 Our captain, he stayed at the wheel
 The crew they manned the lines
 And still that ship and storm
 Were quickly closing in behind
 Our ship we crest a giant wave
 And crashed to the trough below
 And the crew held on to what they could
 They were damned if they let go
 The rain and sea and storm winds
 Crashed against our ship with wrath
 And from the deck of that cursed ship
 We could hear them laugh
 Turn this ship around me boys!
 Turn around and run!
 That storm it wants a battle
 And it's sure that we're outgunned!
 That ghostly ship is hunting us
 It's bringing on the gale!
 She's called the Flying Dutchman
 And it's rage that fills her sails!
 That was when we sighted land
 It became a race with time
 We believed in Santa Marta
 The Dutchman closing in behind
 "Risk it all!" the captain howled
 "It's the only chance we've got!"
 Salvation, if we make it
 And our souls, if we get caught
 The storm was all around us
 And the Dutchman cut our wind
 The beast nearly capsized us
 And we watched our strong mast bend
 We were almost to the harbor
 We could see the natural break
 And each man willed her forward
 For they knew what was at stake
 Turn this ship around me boys!
 Turn around and run!
 That storm it wants a battle
 And it's sure that we're outgunned!
 That ghostly ship is hunting us
 It's bringing on the gale!
 She's called the Flying Dutchman
 And it's rage that fills her sails!
 Once we charged into that harbor
 The Flying Dutchman heaved away
 And we heard their bitter screams
 For the devil lost his prey
 Once we made it safely
 To the leeward of the bay
 We cracked that barrel open
 To see what those letters say
 There must have been a hundred
 And that's when we realized
 These moldy parchments were addressed
 To those who'd long since died
 If you see a battered frigate
 'Neath a grey and stormy sky
 Give way and watch behind you
 Or you'll hear your captain cry
 Turn this ship around me boys!
 Turn around and run!
 That storm it wants a battle
 And it's sure that we're outgunned!
 That ghostly ship is hunting us
 It's bringing on the gale!
 She's called the Flying Dutchman
 And it's rage that fills her sails!