Captain
Oh the water, oh the water, so clear and blue and free
Thought i heard old big leg lula
Callin me boys, singing come on home
If i can just make it through jan and feb
I'll march on thru boys, i'll march on thru
Oh the water, oh the water, so clear and blue and free
I asked the foreman what time of day it was
He was so hard-hearted, he just walked away
I asked the judge what be my crime
He said if i don't hang you i'll give ya 99
If you wanna please your captain
Sink'em low boys, raise'em high
Sink'em low boys, sink'em low boys
Sink'em low boys, raise'em high
Hail the captain, hail his gun
Hail the chiefman and his prodigal son
I've seen him preaching, and i've seen him run
I've read his bible, i don't owe him none
I don't owe him none boys, i don't owe him none
I'll be a witness o the rising sun
If you wanna please your captain
Sink'em low boys, raise'em high
Sink'em low boys, raise'em high
Capitán
Oh el agua, oh el agua, tan clara y azul y libre
Pensé que escuché a la vieja Lula de pierna grande
Llamándome chicos, cantando 'vuelve a casa'
Si puedo solo pasar enero y febrero
Marcharé adelante chicos, marcharé adelante
Oh el agua, oh el agua, tan clara y azul y libre
Pregunté al capataz qué hora era
Era tan despiadado, simplemente se fue
Pregunté al juez cuál era mi crimen
Dijo que si no te cuelgo te daré 99
Si quieres complacer a tu capitán
Húndelos chicos, levántelos alto
Húndelos chicos, húndelos bajo
Húndelos chicos, levántelos alto
Saluden al capitán, saluden su pistola
Saluden al jefe y a su hijo pródigo
Lo he visto predicar, y lo he visto huir
He leído su biblia, no le debo nada
No le debo nada chicos, no le debo nada
Seré testigo del sol naciente
Si quieres complacer a tu capitán
Húndelos chicos, levántelos alto
Húndelos chicos, levántelos alto
Escrita por: Abigail Washburn / Béla Fleck / Ben Sollee