Doors - Land Ho lyrics

Grandma loved a sailor who sailed the frozen sea.<br>Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee.<br>He said son I'm going crazy from living on the land<br>Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sand.<br>This old man was graceful with silver in his smile.<br>He smoked a briar pipe and he walked four country miles<br>Singing songs of shady sisters and old town liberty<br>Songs of love and songs of death, songs that set men free.<br>I've got three ships and sixty men<br>A course for ports unread.<br>I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow<br>Till half of us are dead.<br>Land ho!<br>If I get my hands on a dollar bill<br>Gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill.<br>If I get my hands on a number five<br>Gonna skin that little girl alive.<br>If I get my hands on a number two<br>Come back home and marry you<br>Marry you, marry you.<br>Land ho!, land ho!<br>If I get back home and I feel all right<br>You don't baby gonna love you tonight<br>Land ho!