Burning Ship

[Intro]
Welcome to all of you
And I'm glad you wanted to come along for the little adventure
"Songs for Films and Forests"
So tonight is a bit of a different way of listening
Some of the songs are really meant for you to see while we play
So the sense of time might be a bit different
Not that I'm any way, in any way suggesting the songs might be long

I see, I see, you're, you're being very polite
So many of you here that um, really, just um
Feel it, and then I'll, I'll look at you for this or that
But...

Put a low C on trombone

I paddle my canoe
Out across the bay
The end of a great, great day
To cross the water and want to leave

The bells of freedom ring
I'll be on my way
I'll be on my way
I'll be on my way
Oh, oh, oh, oh

B-flat on the horns

[Verse 1]
Sixty thousand sheep on a burning ship
Sailing across the deep blue sea
And not a soul in sight
Sixty thousand sheep on a burning ship
Sailing across the deep blue sea
And not a soul in sight
Oh, and the boiler room caught fire
Oh, the men, the hired men
Oh, they set off signals
And nearby boats came by
And they rescued them
They rescued them, they rescued them
And off they went on their way
To South America from Australia
Sixty thousand sheep on a burning sheep
On the great, great blue sea
On the great blue sea
On the great, great blue sea
And not a soul in sight (Not a soul in sight)

[Verse 2]
Oh, for what purpose? For what purpose?
What great things happening on this planet
Huge clusters of animals going up in smoke
Two million cows in Great Britain
Gone in one month
Two million cows
Who can separate the cows from the people?
Two hundred elephants found in a clearing
Ghastly silence when they found them
Pregnant cows, baby elephants
And not a soul in sight
In one fell swoop
And then the swoop of swallows
As they gather in the fall
Getting ready to prepare to start to begin
To set upon their long, long flight
At what moment, Lord
At what precise moment
Do they decide?

[Outro]
The river is wide, I can't cross o'er
And nor have I got wings to fly
Build me a boat that can carry two
And I cross o'er, my love and I
The river is wide, I can't cross o'er
And nor have I got wings to fly
Build me a boat that will carry two
And I cross o'er, my love and I