Rowing Down the River of Men

Music and lyrics by Craig Nybo

(chorus)
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.

Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.

Stede Bonet was a landoleer,
Till the seabird caught his eye.
He bought a rig and he hired his crew,
From the dregs of Bridgestone’s sty.

The ship made way off the Southern Sound,
And she took a hardy prize.
But William Rhett, with a cockeyed sneer,
Slapped Bonet in ruddy irons.

Now he’s

Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.

Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.

Anne Bonney was an Irish girl,
With a fiersom temperment.
She swapped her skirt for a pair of pegs,
And she sailed right off for France.

She swung her blade, and she swore a streak,
And she fought with all the rest.
Till her crewment drank, and the lawmen came,
And she was put under arrest.

Now she’s

Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.

Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.

William Kidd was a bloody man,
With a heart of molten stone.
Off the Indian coast, in a galley rig,
He looted Spanish trove.

With his eighty men, and his thirty guns,
He set off for New York Harbor,
But the law was ready, and they took him quick,
And they lead him to the gallows.

Now he’s

Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.

Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.
Rowing down the river of men.

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