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The Fantastic Flying Frogs The Captain’s Daughter Words and Music: Willy Minnix I’ve been washing my hands in briny water Staring longingly at the captain’s daughter If he catches me he’ll have my eyes for sure But a lifetime of blindness may be worth an hour of her cure He might use me for cannon fodder Still I’m in love with the captain’s daughter He might keel haul me in ocean water Still I’m in love with the captain’s daughter I’ll not die in the arms of another I’m in love with the captain’s daughter In his iron bound trunk his gold is stashed Would she be free if his head got bashed I could take to the high seas and reckless slaughter And by my side would be the captain’s daughter He might use me for cannon fodder Still I’m in love with the captain’s daughter He might keel haul me in ocean water Still I’m in love with the captain’s daughter I’ll not die in the arms of another I’m in love with the captain’s daughter I wish I could walk with her On some tropical shore far away And the ways I dream of her While I do my mundane chores every day But at night I lie alone in my bunk Knowing all my hopes are probably sunk He might use me for cannon fodder Still I’m in love with the captain’s daughter He might keel haul me in ocean water Still I’m in love with the captain’s daughter I’ll not die in the arms of another I’m in love with the captain’s daughter Copyright 2021Willy Minnix