Crew Blog

Western Australian Rhapsody

17 July 2008

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy
Trapped in the Blue Boat
No escape from reality

Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and sea
I’m just a helm boy
I need some ginger tea
Because winds easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Just so long the wind blows
That is all that matters to me, to me

Marty… Just killed a sail
Put a halyard to its head
Pulled the winch and now its dead
Marty… Race has just begun
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
Marty… Ooh, ooh, oooh
Didn’t mean to make you cry
You know that it will be OK tomorrow
Carry on, carry on; racing’s all that matters

Not late, my watch is on
Got shivers down my spine
Body’s aching all the time
Goodnight everybody, I’ve got to go
Gonna leave you all behind to eat some food
Marty… Ooh ooh ooh
I sometimes I wish I wasn’t on watch at all

I see a little silhouette of a cloud
Alto Cirro Stratus will you do the fandango
Thunderbolts and lightning
Very, very frightening me!

Martin Silk (Martin Silk), Martin Silk (Martin Silk)
Martin Silk Figaro magnifico….

I’m just a crew boy with the crew that loves me
He’s just a crew boy from a Clipper family
Spare him some sugar to have with his tea

Wind it comes, wind it goes
Will you let the yacht go?
Australia; no we will not let you go
Let us go… we will not let you go
Let us go… Will not let you go
Let us go – o o o o o

No, no, no, no, no, no

Oh mamma mia, mamma mia
Mamma mia let us go
The blue sea has a sultana plan for me
For me, for me, for me…

So you think you can stop us and waste some time
So you think you can tease us and then just die
Oh Stratus, can’t do this to me stratus
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here!

Race is all that matters, anyone can see
Race is all that matters
Race is all that matters to me…

Anywhere the wind blows….

Jadranka Lota