It's been an honor to serve you
It's been good to know ya' too
Is this how legends are born oh Captain?
Where the future meets the past?
It's hard to believe last night's stew could be our last
Let's wire in my love for Mary too
Tell her she should take my brother's hand
And I promise that I will be brave
Will you, for us, lift a glass?
It's hard to believe last night's stew was probably our last
Ol' Beetcher says he'd be surprised if they found us
But the Captain says; "Wrecks are worth more
Why do you think Shakespeare had nothin' nice to say"?
It was a west wind we felt blowing fast
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
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It's been an honor to serve you
It's been good to know ya' too
Is this how legends are born oh Captain?
Where the future meets the past?
It's hard to believe last night's stew could be our last
Let's wire in my love for Mary too
Tell her she should take my brother's hand
And I promise that I will be brave
Will you, for us, lift a glass?
It's hard to believe last night's stew was probably our last
Ol' Beetcher says he'd be surprised if they found us
But the Captain says; "Wrecks are worth more
Why do you think Shakespeare had nothin' nice to say"?
It was a west wind we felt blowing fast
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
It's been good to know ya' too
Is this how legends are born oh Captain?
Where the future meets the past?
It's hard to believe last night's stew could be our last
Let's wire in my love for Mary too
Tell her she should take my brother's hand
And I promise that I will be brave
Will you, for us, lift a glass?
It's hard to believe last night's stew was probably our last
Ol' Beetcher says he'd be surprised if they found us
But the Captain says; "Wrecks are worth more
Why do you think Shakespeare had nothin' nice to say"?
It was a west wind we felt blowing fast
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
Oh Captain, was last night's stew really our last?
Writer: Evan Phoenix
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