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All For The Take (Final Approach)

Me pride and men King James plundered from me,
To the Northwest Atlantic away from England's seas;
With Mannering on our heels we head for the New-Found-Land,
Where the wind and the air cuts every man.

There she blows, swing her head 'round,
Strike forth ye, bring the sails down;
And it's all for the take, and it's take for the haul,
For tomorrow we may fall.

In 1614, a galleon we scored,
With a wide arc steady for the Azores;
Plate galleons fell with a rumble and a roar,
Gold and jewels we'd take from foreign shores.

There she blows, swing her head 'round,
Strike forth ye, bring the sails down;
And it's all for the take, and it's take for the haul,
For tomorrow we may fall.

For ten years I toiled in deep despair,
An innocent man awaiting the King's pardon clear;
Wealth and privilege I did take,
To France and love I go, I'll not forsake.

There she blows, swing her head 'round,
Strike forth ye, bring the sails down;
And it's all for the take, and it's take for the haul,
For tomorrow we may fall.

####.... Rex Kean of Final Approach. Performance rights administered by SOCAN. All rights reserved ....####
Recorded by Final Approach (Memories Remain, trk#2, 2001, Third Wave Studio, Gander, NL).

Note: A tale of Peter Easton, the 19th-century pirate.


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