Ocho was the union in the belly of the boats Until that mistrify lit up the port with smoke
No one would be the wiser till old man's time to call
By days you remember, my voice is growing weak I'll tell you about 545 we did beat
And on the death of many, the long survived was me
Put down the poor souls to sleep Let me rest my head
Ocho was the union in the belly of the boats Until that mistrify lit up the port with smoke
Our queen was the vessel, she had us working late A cargo full of spirits with tempers all to feed
That lasted here on that shipboat, it drew the reasons for me
Put down the poor souls to sleep Let me rest my head
Ocho was the union in the belly of the boats Until that mistrify lit up the port with smoke
Put down the poor souls to sleep Let me rest my head
Let me rest my head
Ocho was the union in the belly of the boats Until that mistrify lit up the port with smoke
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