[Refrain]
The seahorse sailed at four bells
Her belly swollen
We all climbed on board and rode her back
We all walked upon on her deck
A stringer of skeletons close behind
When the dead die, they make a meal
For the fish they will catch
[Refrain]
The seahorse sailed at four bells
Her belly swollen
We all climbed on board and rode her back
We all walked upon on her deck
A stringer of skeletons close behind
When the dead die, they make a meal
For the fish they will catch
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