Here is a taste of the great rum runners Ships that sailed the velvet harbor Crews that broke the jugs and poured your blood Like flowing rum upon the sand
Sinking down, down, down Upon the sand, upon the sea Upon the hills of liquid green They rise to fall, they rise again Their dreams tattered sails in the wind
Here is a wail of a lone flute playing Those not hanged, by time were slain Here is a cup of blood and tears Here is the wail of a hundred years
Going down, down, down Upon the sand, upon the sea Upon the hills of liquid green They rise to fall, they rise again Their dreams tattered sails in the wind
Overnight they turned to water No blood rang when they went to slaughter Tears were few, though sighs were heavy Bones were stacked in the main library
Turning down, down, down Till their dreams are touching ground Rising up like gentle rain They turn to rise and fall again
Running round and changing faces Marking time and keeping paces Ducking down awhile to die Their faces melt to barren sky
After all the trial and fury They spared the judge and hanged the jury No one asked the reason why Sentence passed they turned to die
Turning down, down, down Till their dreams are touching ground Rising up like gentle rain They turn to rise and fall again Their dreams tattered sails in the wind
Here is fire and bloody slaughter Written on the leaves of water Here is a ship with all hands singing Here is a dock with dark men swinging
Down, down, down Upon the sand, upon the sea Upon the hills of liquid green They rise to fall, they rise again Their dreams tattered sails in the wind
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