The Death Ship

Words B. Traven; Music 1981 Gordon Bok

From a novel by the mysterious B. Traven; this poem struck me as a place many of us come to in our lives, and (bless the tide), come out again.

 

Nick Apollonio, viola; Paul Schaffner, hammered dulcimer; Gordon, cellamba & vocal.

 

Oh hush your cryin' honey dear

The Jackson Square remains still here

In sunny New Orleans, in lovely Louisiana.

 

She thinks me buried in the sea

She can no longer wait for me

In sunny New Orleans, in lovely Louisiana.

 

I am not buried in the sea

The Death Ship is now part of me

So far from sunny New Orleans, so far from lovely Louisiana.

 

It is the Death Ship I am in

All have I lost, nothing to win

So far from sunny New Orleans, so far from lovely Louisiana.

 

So hush your cryin' honey dear

I am not there nor you are here

So far form sunny New Orleans, so far from lovely Louisiana.

 

The Death Ship is recorded on the album Schooners