I am a young mariner headed to war I%27m thinking %27bout my family and what it was for There%27s water on the woods and the sails feel good And when I get to shore I hope that I can kill good
My father was a sailor named Captain Kennedy He lost his wooden schoner to the Germans on the sea Exploded on the water for everyone to see And humiliate that American Captain Kennedy
I saw him in Nassau in 1971 His strength was failing but he still ran a run He worked till his fingers wore to the bone To buy that wooden schoner and sail on his own
He was known in the islands as a hundred feet iron That steel hull freighter was passing its time And time flew by faster with life on the sea And the days grew shorter for Captain Kennedy