Mariner's Revenge Song Lyrics - Picaresque - Decemberists

We are two mariners 

Our ship's sole survivors 

In this belly of a whale 

It's ribs are ceiling beams 

It's guts are carpeting 

I guess we have some time to kill 

You may not remember me 

I was a child of three 

And you, a lad of eighteen 

But, I remember you 

And I will relate to you 

How our histories interweave 

At the time you were 

A rake and a roustabout 

Spending all your money 

On the whores and hounds 

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(oh, oh) 

You had a charming air 

All cheap and debonair 

My widowed mother found so sweet 

And so she took you in 

Her sheets still warm with him 

Now filled with filth and foul disease 

As time wore on you proved 

A debt-ridden drunken mess 

Leaving my mother 

A poor consumptive wretch 

(oh, oh) 

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And then you disappeared 

Your gambling arrears 

The only thing you left behind 

And then the magistrate 

Reclaimed our small estate 

And my poor mother lost her mind 

Then, one day in spring 

My dear sweet mother died 

But, before she did 

I took her hand as she, dying, cried: 

(oh, oh) 

"Find him, Bind him 

Tie him to a pole and break 

His fingers to splinters 

Drag him to a hole until he 

Wakes up naked 

Clawing at the ceiling 

Of his grave" 

It took me fifteen years 

To swallow all my tears 

Among the urchins in the street 

Until a priory 

Took pity and hired me 

To keep their vestry nice and neat 

But, never once in the employ 

Of these holy men 

Did I ever, once turn my mind 

From the thought of revenge 

(oh, oh) 

One night I overheard 

The prior exchanging words 

With a penitent whaler from the sea 

The captain of his ship 

Who matched you toe to tip 

Was known for wanton cruelty 

The following day 

I shipped to sea 

With a privateer 

And in the whistle 

Of the wind 

I could almost hear 

(oh, oh) 

"Find him, Bind him 

Tie him to a pole and break 

His fingers to splinters 

Drag him to a hole until he 

Wakes up naked 

Clawing at the ceiling 

Of his grave 

There is one thing I must say to you 

As you sail across the sea 

Always, your mother will watch over you 

As you avenge this wicked deed" 

And then, that fateful night 

We had you in our sight 

After twenty months at sea 

Your starboard flank abeam 

I was getting my muskets clean 

When came this rumbling from beneath 

The ocean shook 

The sky went black 

And the captain quailed 

And before us grew 

The angry jaws 

Of a giant whale 

(oh.) 

Don't know how I survived 

The crew all was chewed alive 

I must have slipped between his teeth 

But, oh, what providence 

What divine intelligence 

That you should survive 

As well as me 

It gives my heart great joy 

To see your eyes fill with fear 

So lean in close 

And I will whisper 

The last words you'll hear 

(oh, oh)