Mabel Grey

We sail upon the ocean

On the decks of the Mabel Grey

And we search every port for a woman

For the woman who bears our ship’s name



We landed our ship in Malta

And we looked for where good times are sold

And I’ve never met women so pretty

But I’ve never met women so cold



As we sail upon the ocean

On the decks of the Mabel Grey

And we search every port for a woman

For the woman who bears our ship’s name



We landed our ship in England

Cause we’d heard you’d been seen on their shores

But the people all said to keep movin’

That you were not allowed there no more



So we sail upon the ocean

On the decks of the Mabel Grey

We search every port for a woman

For the woman who bears our ship’s name



We have searched the world over to find you

And now that we have found you, you have changed

We are still the same crew of berserkers

That you knew, but maybe just a little more strange