Songs of the Sea

A Ship With No Water

Pierce Campbell
written by Pierce Campbell


A metaphor for many things. Great sung accapella!


I'd not set my sights on a sail since last Sunday That's something unnatural for a sailor ya see So I asked an old man which way to the water For I've got to get back to where a sailor should be chorus Oh lord, please hear my call, for a ship with no water is no ship at all He said to me lad, ya better sit down and listen I've somethin' ta tell ya you'll find grim I fear You've been here since Sunday and it seems you've forgotten But the fact is, ya see, ya can't get there from here I asked the old man for a clear explanation How could it be I can't get to the sea Ya died as a pirate and now you're in Hades And as penance you'll live inland for eternity I then remembered the whole bloody story My life as a scoundel and all my foul deeds I was hung from the yardarm by the Brittish last Sunday I guess ya pay in the end for the life that ya lead This is hell for a brigand if there ever was one No water, no women, no gold blood or rum Old man it is torture without these to live He says "that's the point lad, ya get what ya give"