The Final Voyage of the Wailer's Essex lyrics

I done my level best, to whomever’s concerned

For children of wailer’s, we all take a turn

Now we lay in our oars boat, us six men at sea

And travel for home with rations for three

Two ounces fresh water and hardtack a day

But we’ll see Nantucket again

Forty days and forty nights, we followed the wind

In the southern Pacific, many miles from land

The first mate of Essex, and few crew with me

Our captain George Pollard is lost at the sea

And I look to the East and see nothing but blue

So what can us starving men do?

But sing, sing, we’re on our way home

Across the Pacific, and through the unknown

With God as our shepherd then no harm shall pass

We’ll be in Nantucket at last

But oh, how this skin of blistered leather pulls tight on our skulls

As rations all dwindle away

And oh, how our dreams every night, of our stomachs so full

But awake to find water to last two more days

Our spirits all broken, our minds are all crazed

And oh, how I’d kill for just one more good meal

But home’s a little farther away

So sing, sing, we’re on our way home

Across the Pacific, and through the unknown

With God as our shepherd then no harm shall pass

We’ll be in Nantucket at last

But oh, when I look at my crewman, I see them looking back at me

Humanity gone from their eyes

Once we were men of our god, and brothers at sea

Those times weren’t so long ago, but how quick they pass

Was once death a stranger, now approaching us fast

But we are Nantucket, the proud and the strong

For Nantucket, we must travel on

But oh, how these hunger pangs drive all the thoughts in my brain

And body dries up in the sun

Oh, 'cause it’s meat and fresh water that the six of us crave

So six bits of paper are tossed in the cap

And six men reach in and each pull out a scrap

And one man of six, with the unlucky draw

Is one man to help feed us all

• Artist:Rusty Cage
• Album:Gangstalkers, Vol. 4