CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Joel the Organ Player

I love my Johnny
He's all that I have
But a pirate is all he strives to be
My heart is with him but my home's with the land, not the sea
So I'll sit on my organ and play all my notes
'til at last we drop anchor at bay
I know Johnny will leave at departure, I wish that he'd stay

Say what you wanna, I'm caught in the rudders
I'm floating on 7 drinks in
The boat is still sailing but my heart is failing
To be there for my only man

New York sounds fancy, they eat with handkerchiefs, yet drink like a drunkard in June
Want the lights of the city, I'm sick of the light of the moon
Poor Johnny likes water, like lambs to the slaughtеr
Our love's ran a rig on our hope
I know I'll hang the jib 'til wе heave to my own newfound home

I'm feeling seasick, I'm lost in my feelings
I long for a home on the shore
The waves will get higher, I'll drown in desires
Oh Johnny and I, will move forth

Take it away, One-Arm Pete!