Davy Jones' Locker

by The Barefoot Sailor

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A small handful of songs about sailing.

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released April 20, 2016

Recorded at Pappa D's Studios in Prince Edward County
Mixed by Jef Vandertogt

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The Barefoot Sailor Quinte West, Ontario

The Barefoot Sailor Demo is a celtic folk rock tale of wonder and woe. A story about one man's quest for adventure, but finds nothing but heartache.

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Track Name: Davy Jones' Locker
I was a middle aged man with pockets full of sand
Left my wife and my kids in the frying pan
Life a joke so I choked so I ran and I ran
Till my legs brought me to the hot hot sand
Riparian heaven was uneven
This would be my stygian shore

Found a boat
Found a crew
Full of weed
Full of booze
Sailed the Bay like a Boss
Grown moss on a cross
We had whores and wars
Bay water through the floors
Lost our crew to the cannon to the Boom
We threw our bodies overboard to watch the world from the floor of Davy Jones' Locker

Davy Jones' Locker

We been watching you since you were born
From the bottom of the Bay barefoot of course
Heed my word then I am through
I will haunt the shit out of you
Until you're dead, then we'll be friends in Davy Jones' Locker

Davy Jones' Locker
Track Name: No Freedom In Country (A Love Story)
I don't give a shit about the America
I don't give a shit about your land too
I could care less about borders or Canada
All I care about is me and you

Get me off this god-forsaken vessel
Get my legs on land before they fail
Tell my bride I'll be home when the sky is blue
Sail me home! Sail me safe! We'll make a few
Track Name: Marijuana and the Stars
Well you got your back, I got mine
Let's cross these rivers and leave behind
All the pressures and progress that threaten our kind
And we'll smoke marijuana
Well you love your friends, I love mine
Let's cross these rivers and spend all our dimes
Cause there ain't much to life, if you stay in the lines
So we'll smoke marijuana

Fortune don't mean much to the stars

Well I got your back, you've got mine
Let's sail these waters and leave behind
All the moaning and groaning, and racing through life
And we'll smoke marijuana
Well you love my friends, I love yours
Let's dance through the mountains and breathe through our pores
There ain't much to life if you're staying the course
So we'll smoke Marijuana

Fortune don't mean much to the stars
And we'll smoke marijuana