Take you away for my magic ship.
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I have two hundred deisel horses thundering loud.
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Sea birds call your name and the mountain's on fire
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as the summer lightening cuts the sky like a hot wire.
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And you ride on the swell and your heart is alive,
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think I'll make you my seal driver.
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I'm no great looker, I'm no fast shakes.
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I'll give you a steady push on a six knot simmering
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high tide.
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I can hold us down --- keep our head to the wind,
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or let us roll on the broadside, cold spray flying in,
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and we'll ride on the swell and our hearts are alive.
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Let me make you my seal driver.
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I could captain you if you'd crew for me
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follow white flecked spindrift --- float on a moonkissed sea.
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Could you fancy me as a pirate bold,
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or a longship Viking warrior with the old gods on
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his side?
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Well I'm an inshore man and I'm nobody's hero,
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but I'll make you tight for a windy night and a dark
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ride.
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Let me take you in hand and bring you alive.
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Going to make you my seal driver.
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Seal Driver
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| Jethro Tull |
