Delight! Delight!

(a new sea shanty…)

Blame the sea and the revelry

For the rolling and ruckus of waves.

Drink, like our song, flows freely and strong.

There’s no stealing through night for we knaves.

Delight, delight! Red skies tonight!
The ladies will see us come morning.

Since we’ve been gone, the days have been drawn.

Through shower and squall, we’ve heaved and we’ve hauled.

The shores tease us sweetly as we eye its ports greedily,

Ready for home before long.

Delight, delight! Red skies tonight!
The ladies will see us come morning.

There’s wind in our sails, hearty and hail,

Steady like ship and her crew.

Take stock of the clock. Make haste for the dock.

Come ready for acquaintance renewed.

Delight, delight! Red skies tonight!
The ladies will see us come morning.
–C. Green
Churn