Old Neptune, He's Roaring
by Brian Sauve
Verse 1
The mountains are magnets and you are the steel
The dangerous peaks and the heady, thin air
Beckoning, calling, and waving their hands
Saying come on, boys, come further up, further in.
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Ole Neptune is roaring and shaking his fists
Swallowing islands and timbered ships
But look to the glory, it's there to be had
And take to the oars or you'll wish that you did
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Chorus
Come on, boys, don't you know?
There're dragons out there, dragons out there
Come on, boys, don't be slow
Cut down Leviathan, go get the girl
Come on, boys, don't you know?
There're dragons out there, dragons out there
Come on, boys, don't be slow
Cut down Leviathan, go get the girl
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Come on, boys, don't you know?
There're dragons out there, dragons out there
Come on, boys, don't be slow
Cut down Leviathan, go get the girl
Come on, boys, don't you know?
There're dragons out there, dragons out there
Come on, boys, don't be slow
Cut down Leviathan, go get the girl.
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Bridge
Don't give any heed to cowardly tongues
There's glory out there, out there to be won
Look to the King; He's thrown down Goliath
And cut off his head; take courage, now son
Don't give any heed to cowardly tongues
There's glory out there, out there to be won
Look to the King; He's thrown down Goliath
And cut off his head; take courage, now son
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Come on, boys, don't you know?
There're dragons out there, dragons out there
Shawneetown
by The Longest Johns
Some rows up but we floats down
Way down the Ohio to Shawneetown
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Chorus
And it's hard on the beech oar
She moves too slow
Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio
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Verse 1
Whisky's in the jug, boys
And wheat's in the sack (hey)
We'll trade 'em down to Shawneetown
And we'll bring the rock salt back
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Chorus
And it's hard on the beech oar
She moves too slow
Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio
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Verse 2
Oh, them good old boys
They talk so loud and long
They're wide as a barrel
And they're twice as strong
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Chorus
And it's hard on the beech oar
She moves too slow
Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio
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Verse 3
The water's mighty warm, boys
The air is cold and dank (hey)
And the cursed fog, it gets so thick
That you cannot see the bank
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Chorus
And it's hard on the beech oar
She moves too slow
Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio
Verse 4
Now the current's got her
And we'll take up the slack
We'll sail her down to Shawneetown
And we'll bushwhack her back
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Chorus
And it's hard on the beech oar
She moves too slow
Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio
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Intro + Chorus
Some rows up but we floats down
Way down on the Ohio to Shawneetown
And it's hard on the beech oar
She moves too slow
Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio
And it's hard on the beech oar
She moves too slow
Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio
Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio