The Darcy Grae

Roly Dixon

Reggae, /blues, happy, uplifting pirate-style vocal, strong beat, steel drums, 112 BPM

V5.5

(Spoken )Hey man don’t bogart that joint
Let loose the sternlines 
And to the Island we’ll point

Where the ocean flows 
into the blue lagoon
There sat a fishing trawler
And here is a tune

It’s a tale of a skipper
 a man of the sea
Who bought a ship cause nothing is free oh no man

He motored to Lord Howe
From mainland to the Island bay
Aboard his boat 
He called Darcy Grae

Now Darcy was tough
In all types of weather
She could handle the swell 
She could ride out whenever

So the skipper went by many a title
 in the ships log
Some called him Allerdy 
They called him Two dogs

Some called him Toss
But if they gave him any lip
He said you better call me 
I’m Captain Steamship

His crew were roughnuts
And bilge rats he found
From parts of the world
Where none were around

The roll call of deckies 
Would give you a clue
Of how much labour
You’d get from this crew

Polish Pete came from Poland 
And Digger the chef
Who could cook a mean pizza but often played deaf
Chrissy supplied the great vegee tucker 
While Maverick was generally legs up in the scuppers

Now Mister he should have boarded her sooner
Cause he was the man who could handle the Tuna
And wazza was prone to swear like a shocker
Cause Charley Colchitas kept using his old mattress topper

They’d all work together to put the lines out
With besser block sinkers
Then swing her about
It turned out the winch could be quite temperamental
So hand over hand did drive them quite mental

The tuna and kingfish all frozen and bound
On QantasLink dash 8 they flew Sydney town
Then off to Japan and Tokyo city 
They fetched the top dollar in fish market Tsukiji

One time Darcy Grae 
went up to Middleton reef
Here lies a story 
But I’ll keep it quite brief
Stuck on the reef 
lay the Monray Frontier
A fresh wreck for pirates
With little to fear
They pilllaged and plundered
All sorts of treasure
The gear and equipment
They took at their leisure
Then back to the island
The Darcy did go
Left Monray Frontier with nothing to show

So here ends the story 
Of the ship Darcy Grae
She’s finished her fishing 
And sailing away

(Acoustic Guitar break solo)

But Captain steamship
Refuses to rust
He bought a new ship
And he calls her Stardust

With Boots as his bosun
He goes back and forth
He’s still on the ocean
And his compass points North

2315/7500

(Spoken )Hey man don’t bogart that joint Let loose the sternlines And to the Island we’ll point Where the ocean flows into the blue lagoon There sat a fishing trawler And here is a tune It’s a tale of a skipper a man of the sea Who bought a ship cause nothing is free oh no man He motored to Lord Howe From mainland to the Island bay Aboard his boat He called Darcy Grae Now Darcy was tough In all types of weather She could handle the swell She could ride out whenever So the skipper went by many a title in the ships log Some called him Allerdy They called him Two dogs Some called him Toss But if they gave him any lip He said you better call me I’m Captain Steamship His crew were roughnuts And bilge rats he found From parts of the world Where none were around The roll call of deckies Would give you a clue Of how much labour You’d get from this crew Polish Pete came from Poland And Digger the chef Who could cook a mean pizza but often played deaf Chrissy supplied the great vegee tucker While Maverick was generally legs up in the scuppers Now Mister he should have boarded her sooner Cause he was the man who could handle the Tuna And wazza was prone to swear like a shocker Cause Charley Colchitas kept using his old mattress topper They’d all work together to put the lines out With besser block sinkers Then swing her about It turned out the winch could be quite temperamental So hand over hand did drive them quite mental The tuna and kingfish all frozen and bound On QantasLink dash 8 they flew Sydney town Then off to Japan and Tokyo city They fetched the top dollar in fish market Tsukiji One time Darcy Grae went up to Middleton reef Here lies a story But I’ll keep it quite brief Stuck on the reef lay the Monray Frontier A fresh wreck for pirates With little to fear They pilllaged and plundered All sorts of treasure The gear and equipment They took at their leisure Then back to the island The Darcy did go Left Monray Frontier with nothing to show So here ends the story Of the ship Darcy Grae She’s finished her fishing And sailing away (Acoustic Guitar break solo) But Captain steamship Refuses to rust He bought a new ship And he calls her Stardust With Boots as his bosun He goes back and forth He’s still on the ocean And his compass points North

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