The Light in the Weed (Mary Madison)
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โฑ๏ธ 10:31 duration
๐ ID: 4542095
๐ Lyrics
(It's been) seven years she'd been imprisoned
Seven years beset with dread
Seven years white death envisioned
Seven years of doubt well-fed
The desolation of the weed continent
And the cemetary of seas
Her volition turned all somnolent
Longing for an ease
There stood Mary Madison
Firmly the ladle she gripped
And out of some old bucket
Good ol' rum she dipped
Howbeit we won the day
The captain's wife was lost
Mary wallows in dismay
Pities (her demise) with disgust
So brace yourselves, ye seamen brave
Behold a bright light burning
Whenever be the seas so grave -
For man and maid the tide is turning
Seven years beset with dread
Seven years white death envisioned
Seven years of doubt well-fed
The desolation of the weed continent
And the cemetary of seas
Her volition turned all somnolent
Longing for an ease
There stood Mary Madison
Firmly the ladle she gripped
And out of some old bucket
Good ol' rum she dipped
Howbeit we won the day
The captain's wife was lost
Mary wallows in dismay
Pities (her demise) with disgust
So brace yourselves, ye seamen brave
Behold a bright light burning
Whenever be the seas so grave -
For man and maid the tide is turning
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[03:52.08] (It's been) seven years she'd been imprisoned
[04:02.96] Seven years beset with dread
[04:19.63] Seven years white death envisioned
[04:30.53] Seven years of doubt well-fed
[06:42.64] The desolation of the weed continent
[06:52.57] And the cemetary of seas
[07:09.65] Her volition turned all somnolent
[07:22.29] Longing for an ease
[07:37.58] There stood Mary Madison
[07:50.23] Firmly the ladle she gripped
[08:05.56] And out of some old bucket
[08:18.10] Good ol' rum she dipped
[08:33.47] Howbeit we won the day
[08:46.08] The captain's wife was lost
[09:02.32] Mary wallows in dismay
[09:14.98] Pities (her demise) with disgust
[09:30.20] So brace yourselves, ye seamen brave
[09:42.85] Behold a bright light burning
[09:58.15] Whenever be the seas so grave -
[10:10.75] For man and maid the tide is turning
[10:26.47]
[04:02.96] Seven years beset with dread
[04:19.63] Seven years white death envisioned
[04:30.53] Seven years of doubt well-fed
[06:42.64] The desolation of the weed continent
[06:52.57] And the cemetary of seas
[07:09.65] Her volition turned all somnolent
[07:22.29] Longing for an ease
[07:37.58] There stood Mary Madison
[07:50.23] Firmly the ladle she gripped
[08:05.56] And out of some old bucket
[08:18.10] Good ol' rum she dipped
[08:33.47] Howbeit we won the day
[08:46.08] The captain's wife was lost
[09:02.32] Mary wallows in dismay
[09:14.98] Pities (her demise) with disgust
[09:30.20] So brace yourselves, ye seamen brave
[09:42.85] Behold a bright light burning
[09:58.15] Whenever be the seas so grave -
[10:10.75] For man and maid the tide is turning
[10:26.47]