Are you ready? Hold her steady!
For when the wind blows you better be ready.
For when the storm shows you better keep steady.
A snap, a crack of the mast, the storm closes in fast.
Keep it up young lass, or this voyage could be our last.

The sea we must grasp, set upon this task.
Cmon young lass give this storm your unbridled sass.
For when this storm shows, when the wind blows, you must howl,
For the ship’s mates are located within its bowels.
Tell me young lass, why do you scowl?

With anger unchaste the captain screamed, “Raise the flag, full mast!”
The wheel was spurned by Captain’s turn.
The ship railed through rain felt hail.
As ship met storm without fail.
Will this become our captain’s tale?

This ship will not be reaped for the sea’s craving deep.
This crew will now leap for their captains saving cheat.
A snap, a crack of the mast, the captain shows her sass.
This voyage shall not be our last!
For when the storm showed our captain was ready.
For when the wind blowed our captain kept steady.