The Legend of Lobster-man

Dave Berry

A frightening thing, to go from being a man to becoming a Lobster-man.

Now Gather around me hearties
For I’ve got a sad tale to be told
Hoist the colors ye bilge rats
The call rang out, we were off for gold
Grog in our bellies, horn-pipes a playing
We sailed with the moon marking time
The capt’n seemed nervous with dark waters furious
Fever was playing tricks with our minds

CHORUS: Brethren of the coast
Lets have us a toast
Not one will survive the night
Stand and face our death
For no one will be left
When the darkness swallows the light

I was the first to see the scowling figure
As dark as the seas were that night
With barnacles scraping and eye sockets gaping
I could see Fiddlers Green in my fright

CHORUS

Battle Scene

The dark creature came over
It spotted me hiding in my hole
I’ll give you a choice and don’t say NO
A chest of gold in return for your soul
All my pirate brethren
Were dying or dead on the deck
It seemed I had no choice at all
I said yes and it grabbed me by my neck

CHORUS

A terrible curse has befallen me
And now I pay my dues
I lost more than my soul that night
How could I have been such a fool
I live at the bottom of the ocean
With sea creatures for my kind
My skin has become as hard as a shell
My claw hands seek what they can find

CHORUS