Bounty

Standing on the shore line staring out on botany bay
The crew of the H.M.S. Bounty are ready
I hear the captain tell Mr. christian
Hoist the anchor and set the sail

Then like a sleeping giant
The bounty awakens and moves away
On a journey to the new lands
Many miles away

They're headed for the high seas
As the first mate climbs the rigging
To the loft's position high above the deck
He'll stay here for this journey till they
find the new lands shore

Cutting through the high seas the bounty makes its way
You hear the creaking of the bounty
As the waves try to break her hull
To swing her from side to side
Or at least thats how the story goes
And the day is done and the journeys at an end
They set the sails and make their way home again

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