Gregory Alan Isakov That Sea The Gambler
Curse at your captain, and stow me below. Hold me amongst all your cards. Oh we were sea bound, and aimless at best. Clutching to the wheel, and those charts.
But that sea is just a gambler at heart.
Oh there we were, and the sun hit the starboard. And we were as free as we could be. We waited for land. Oh we waited for the We aimed to stay calm and cool.
And that sea is just a gambling fool.
Come to me Mary come. You know you once were Queen. The ocean is, holding all the Kings. Tossed aside the weary.
How I'd love to steer you straight into the water. While those daunting clouds above begin to pour. And when were found, Ah we'll kiss that ground. And roll around on that lovers' floor.
Come to me Mary come. You know you once were Queen. The ocean is, holding all the Kings. Tossed aside the weary. The ocean is, holding everything. Tossed aside the weary.
Oh that dreadful gambling sea.
