[00:04.425]Still scowling black
[00:06.436]Good captain clack
[00:08.442]Must eat his humble pie
[00:11.938]His bed is made
[00:13.684]The colours fade
[00:15.693]His eyes once wet are dry
[00:19.190]The naked muse
[00:20.963]Who sits and chews
[00:22.972]Tobacco off a tree
[00:26.463]Removes his shoes
[00:28.204]Gives way to booze
[00:29.951]And searches endlessly
[00:33.706]See the naked jumberlack
[00:37.463]Sip his aphrodisiac
[00:40.956]Cotton-picking farmers three
[00:44.707]Though i lost my weather vane
[00:48.464]And of sense i have one grain
[00:52.220]I'm content sipping lemon tea
[01:10.224]Still scowling black
[01:12.199]Good captain clack
[01:13.970]Must eat his humble pie
[01:17.463]His bed is made
[01:19.211]The colours fade
[01:20.957]His eyes once wet are dry......

Still scowling black
Good captain clack
Must eat his humble pie
His bed is made
The colours fade
His eyes once wet are dry
The naked muse
Who sits and chews
Tobacco off a tree
Removes his shoes
Gives way to booze
And searches endlessly
See the naked jumberlack
Sip his aphrodisiac
Cotton-picking farmers three
Though i lost my weather vane
And of sense i have one grain
I'm content sipping lemon tea
Still scowling black
Good captain clack
Must eat his humble pie
His bed is made
The colours fade
His eyes once wet are dry......