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The Red Duster

From Closehauled on the Wind of a Dream

Adapted from the poetry of C. Fox Smith (1882-1954)

Music and additional lyrics © 2003, 2007 Bob Zentz

 

 

1.  Now, some will save their Navy pay and take their ease ashore  (C-F-G-C)

And some will sit at an office desk and go to sea no more  (F-C-G7)

And some will follow the bloominí plow and hear the skylarkís song  (C-F-G-C)

But, oh, itís me for the old Red Duster, thatís where I belong  (F-C-G7-C)

 

2.  Iíll sign and sail in the Lord knows what, Iíll go the Lord knows where

From Hudson Bay, Iíll beat my way to the Straits of Olemare

From Pernum Buck to palumbang, I know Iíll not go wrong

So longís Iím under the old Red Duster, thatís where I belong

 

3.  Iíll take a turn in the Black Sea trade, a trip on the Gulf port tun

Iíll feel the bite of the Cape Horn cold and the burn of the Parhum sun

Iíll make the round of the blessed lot from gunfleet to Hong Kong

When I get back to the old Red Duster, thatís where I belong

 

4.  Iíll ship aboard of the first that comes, any old thing will do

I donít much care if sheís sail or steam, whether sheís old or new

Thereíll benever a tramp too foul for me or a spout or smell too strong

So long as Iím under the old Red Duster, thatís where I belong

 

5.  For Navy chaps are Navy chaps, good luck to all and one

And Navy ways are Navy ways, and now the fightinís done

Iím sick at heart for shellbackís yarn, may old-time pals of mine

And, oh, itís me for the old Red Duster, thatís where I belong

 

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