Songtexte:
The Dreadnoughts

Top Down, straight in That's the way you want to win Head down, play nice All the way to paradise Scraping and staggering Until the bitter end Oh friend

The smartest clipper you can find is, Ho eh, ho ah, are you most done? Shes the Margaret Evans on a blue sky line! Clear away the track and let the

When the night is cold and the hours are long, I think about good times now long since gone, But no memory pleases me more to recall, Than the night

to day I dread no one only my kind Searching the oceans for victims to find A floating fortress no one equals me The Dreadnought king of the sea Forged