All alone the captain stands
Hasn't heard from his deck
hands.
The gambler tips his hat and
walks towards the door.
It's the second half of the
cruise.
And you know he hates to lose.
Hey, hey Cripple Creek ferry
Butting through the overhanging
trees
Make way for the Cripple Creek
ferry
The waters going down it's
a mighty tight squeeze.
Marco Giunco |
Work | Basket | Music | Words |