A Proud Salute by The Extraordinaires Lyrics

What a tragic consequence for a love gone sour like old milk
We came and fought, we aimed and shot for our poor Captain's broken heart 'cause

Whoa here she comes - watch out boys she'll chew you up
Whoa here she comes - cash those checks and pack up all your bags

Load the cannon, light the fuse and ready, aim, fire!

Now that all is said and done our ship is wrecked our Captain's lost the
Only thing we've left to do is go down with a proud salute 'cause

Whoa here she comes - watch out boys she'll chew you up
Whoa here she comes - cash those checks and pack up all your bags

Load the cannon, light the fuse and ready, aim, fire!

We're goin' home - we're going down with all we know

Don't shed one tear - we're men - we're men without fear
We draw our swords in certain danger
You wonder why - I'm so gung ho and willing to die
I'll answer proudly I'm a sailor