There’s a Storm a-Comin’ Marc Gunn

There's a storm comin’
So get down below
Batton the hatches
And hear the wind blow

I took to sea as a lad of fourteen
My first storm at sea turned me face a pea green
The cap't he told me to make meself fast
So I spent the night rollin' a tied to the mast

I learned over time to weather the squalls
For a pirate who can’t will get kicked in the balls
His mates make his life a hell on this earth
If he spends every storm below in his berth

But the first time I felt the wild hurricane's might
The mast kissed the sea as we lay to the right
I thought I was dead as the winds they did roar
And I swore I would never to sea any more

Then one day I heard of a ship that could fly
So I thought I would give sailing just one more try
There would be no waves rolling in watery dance–
If only I'd known there would be turb-u-lance

I thought that the waves were a terrible fright
But think of that rolling way up in the heights
Thunder a roaring with each lightning flash
And the rain lash like needles where'er we would dash