The Rosebuds
The Rosebuds
The Rosebuds
The Rosebuds
The Rosebuds
The Rosebuds
The Rosebuds
The Rosebuds
The Rosebuds
I left my captain's hat at home
There's no Paris I can dodge or islands to explore
Just some plain folks who don't mind
The sound of screaming children and drinking too much vodka lime
And oh, I'll sing
No way to change what's been said and done
I've set my own course, and I'll try to carry on
On my days off from my ship
I've sailed the windy streets of Stockholm, captain of the great Vasa [?] ship
It's first breakfast with the king
Recount the month's adventures, and divvy up the treasures that I bring
But oh, I sing
No way to change what's been said and done
I've set my own course, and I'll try to carry on
So back and forth I go on this Baltic Sea
Waiting for a whale to come and rescue me, hey, hey
And I hear them sing
Oh, let's all toast to the ones we love
Oh, to old friends and to Viking blood
Oh, if we sing all night to the [?]
Oh, and I'll just bide my time, still the Silja line