The Stowaway
The Stowaway
The Stowaway by penguinmaster
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Once I found a stowaway
Upon my ship on Christmas Day
I was fair so I gave him a chance
“You shouldn’t be here,
What’s your tale?
I ought to throw you to the whale.”
He just smiled and said,
“Come here, let’s dance.”
He said, “Borrow or steal,
I’ll find a way
To be with my lover upon Christmas Day
And I’ll run and I’ll roam
I’ll cover the ground
This Christmas I’ll see you
I’ll be around.”
He told me ’bout his girl back home
Waiting patient, all alone
While we danced I shed a little tear
He closed his eyes, all out at sea,
I think he danced with her not me
I’ll just have to wait another year.
He said, “Borrow or steal,
I’ll find a way
To be with my lover upon Christmas Day
And I’ll run and I’ll roam
I’ll cover the ground
This Christmas I’ll see you
I’ll be around.”
I think of him now and again
I wonder how his journey ends
As I sail by on my lonesome sea
That stranger with the haunting face
Here then gone without a trace
Lying with his love, that’s where he’ll be.
“Beg, borrow or steal
I’ll find a way
To be with my lover next Christmas Day
And I’ll run and I’ll roam
I’ll cover the ground
Next Christmas I’ll see you
I’ll be around.”
Upon my ship on Christmas Day
I was fair so I gave him a chance
“You shouldn’t be here,
What’s your tale?
I ought to throw you to the whale.”
He just smiled and said,
“Come here, let’s dance.”
He said, “Borrow or steal,
I’ll find a way
To be with my lover upon Christmas Day
And I’ll run and I’ll roam
I’ll cover the ground
This Christmas I’ll see you
I’ll be around.”
He told me ’bout his girl back home
Waiting patient, all alone
While we danced I shed a little tear
He closed his eyes, all out at sea,
I think he danced with her not me
I’ll just have to wait another year.
He said, “Borrow or steal,
I’ll find a way
To be with my lover upon Christmas Day
And I’ll run and I’ll roam
I’ll cover the ground
This Christmas I’ll see you
I’ll be around.”
I think of him now and again
I wonder how his journey ends
As I sail by on my lonesome sea
That stranger with the haunting face
Here then gone without a trace
Lying with his love, that’s where he’ll be.
“Beg, borrow or steal
I’ll find a way
To be with my lover next Christmas Day
And I’ll run and I’ll roam
I’ll cover the ground
Next Christmas I’ll see you
I’ll be around.”
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Category Furry » Anthro art » Canine (Dogs) » Wolves (Lupine)
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Category Furry » Anthro art » Canine (Dogs) » Wolves (Lupine)
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