B.w. Stevenson East India Company
Well, we're sailin' out at midnight
On the East India Company
Bring a flask o' wine, a wheel o' cheese
And the stuff to make you sneeze
Oh, Captain, Captain
Those winds feel just right
And we'll be talkin' to the dolphins
By this time tomorrow night
This town don't like me
And the police are after me
Come about as far as I can go
Without sailin' the deep blue sea
Got a lady in India
Lord, she can set me free
We're the importers of oriental spices
Silks, calicos, sugar and ivory
Oh, Captain, Captain
Those winds feel just right
And we'll be talkin' to the dolphins
By this time tomorrow night
Well, we're sailin' out at midnight
On the East India Company
Bring a flask o' wine, a wheel o' cheese
And the stuff to make you sneeze
Oh, Captain, Captain
Those winds feel right to me
We're the importers of oriental spices
Silks, calicos, sugar and ivory
We be sailin'
We be sailin'
We be sailin'
We be sailin'
(Yeah, we be sailin')
We be sailin'
We be sailin'
(Yeah, we be sailin')
We be sailin'
We be sailin'
(Yeah, we be sailin')
We be sailin'
We be sailin'
(Yeah, we be sailin')
We be sailin'
We be sailin'
