Race To Be King Lyrics
| Song | Race To Be King |
| Artist | Seth Lakeman |
| Album | Poor Man's Heaven EP |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : LAKEMAN, SETH BERNARD | |
| We left our sweethearts | |
| And our wives along that pier"Cheer up", they said"You'll soon return in half a year" | |
| So we sailed up north to reach the ice | |
| We took full sails | |
| Each boat was manned with guns | |
| And rope to hunt that whale | |
| We know, that we're fighting | |
| In this frost on our own | |
| And we'll see no sound | |
| Or sight of our homes | |
| And our lovers will be | |
| Waiting there till spring | |
| It's a ramble and a race to be king | |
| Race to be king | |
| Now we've been sailing a league or three | |
| Till we glimpsed that shore | |
| The night was dark and won no hearts | |
| So we stayed on board | |
| There fired a shot along our deck | |
| And down one side | |
| And it cracked our mast and swept in fast | |
| Our bird she cried out |
| zuo ci : LAKEMAN, SETH BERNARD | |
| We left our sweethearts | |
| And our wives along that pier" Cheer up", they said" You' ll soon return in half a year" | |
| So we sailed up north to reach the ice | |
| We took full sails | |
| Each boat was manned with guns | |
| And rope to hunt that whale | |
| We know, that we' re fighting | |
| In this frost on our own | |
| And we' ll see no sound | |
| Or sight of our homes | |
| And our lovers will be | |
| Waiting there till spring | |
| It' s a ramble and a race to be king | |
| Race to be king | |
| Now we' ve been sailing a league or three | |
| Till we glimpsed that shore | |
| The night was dark and won no hearts | |
| So we stayed on board | |
| There fired a shot along our deck | |
| And down one side | |
| And it cracked our mast and swept in fast | |
| Our bird she cried out |
| zuò cí : LAKEMAN, SETH BERNARD | |
| We left our sweethearts | |
| And our wives along that pier" Cheer up", they said" You' ll soon return in half a year" | |
| So we sailed up north to reach the ice | |
| We took full sails | |
| Each boat was manned with guns | |
| And rope to hunt that whale | |
| We know, that we' re fighting | |
| In this frost on our own | |
| And we' ll see no sound | |
| Or sight of our homes | |
| And our lovers will be | |
| Waiting there till spring | |
| It' s a ramble and a race to be king | |
| Race to be king | |
| Now we' ve been sailing a league or three | |
| Till we glimpsed that shore | |
| The night was dark and won no hearts | |
| So we stayed on board | |
| There fired a shot along our deck | |
| And down one side | |
| And it cracked our mast and swept in fast | |
| Our bird she cried out |
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