The Kraken (Zimmer Hans)

Some say he steers a spectral ship That's ghostly gray and grand He's doomed to sail the seven seas and ne'er set foot on land And if you chance to see him You will soon be dead from fright So sailors tell their children on a dark and stormy night Oh forty fathoms deep he walks With rusty keys his locker locks Just like he?s half asleep he stalks Forty fathoms deep Forty fathoms deep he owns Each sleeping sailor's soggy bones The legend they call Davey Jones At forty fathoms deep Nor east we sail to brimstone head the captain crew and I At 16 knots we fairly flew Beneath a darkening sky Atop the main mast I rode Near 10 stories high When up there blew an icy squall and over board went I Oh forty fathoms deep he walks With rusty keys his locker locks Just like he?s half asleep he stalks Forty fathoms deep Forty fathoms deep he owns Each sleeping sailor's soggy bones The legend they call Davey Jones At forty fathoms deep I hold my breath, I say prayer for all the mates who died I turn my back on Davey Jones and cast my fears aside Raise up my head and kick my feet And toward the light I go The heartless jailer left behind the locker far below Oh forty fathoms deep he walks With rusty keys his locker locks Just like he?s half asleep he stalks Forty fathoms deep Forty fathoms deep he owns Each sleeping sailor's soggy bones The legend they call Davey Jones At forty fathoms deep