Skin (Quarterhead Remix) - Sabrina Carpenter

Well me father often told me when I was just a lad A sailor's life is very hard, the food is always bad But now I've joined the navy, I'm aboard a man-o-war And now I've found a sailor ain't a sailor anymore Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mast And if you see a sailing ship it might be your last Just get your civvies ready for another run-ashore A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't a sailor anymore Well the killick of our mess he says we had it soft It wasn't like that in his day when we were up aloft We like our bunks and sleeping bags, but what's a hammock for? Swinging from the deckhead, or lying on the floor? Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mast And if you see a sailing ship it might be your last Just get your civvies ready for another run-ashore A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't a sailor anymore They gave us an engine that first went up and down And then with more technology the engine went around We know our steam and diesels, but what's a mainyard for? A stoker ain't a stoker with a shovel anymore Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mast And if you see a sailing ship it might be your last Just get your civvies ready for another run-ashore A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't a sailor anymore Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mast And if you see a sailing ship it might be your last Just get your civvies ready for another run-ashore A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't a sailor anymore Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mast And if you see a sailing ship it might be your last Just get your civvies ready for another run-ashore A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't a sailor anymore