Old man Wooden Boots
Tied his rope into a noose
And with a sigh, he wrapped it tight
And took a jump to cut his life

And short ole Cricket Coat
Did his best to cut his throat
But in attempt, he shook and slipped
And stuck the knife into his wrist

So what’s the moral of this story ?
Take your time, don’t ever worry
For if you're like Coat and Boots
You won’t quite make out chapter two

Which brings me to…

Long John Silver took his ride
His last ride of the night
Well who’d o’ thought that Long John Silver’d
Give up in his fight with Captain Sam
Damn you, Sam ! Let’s start anew
Damn you, Sam ! Send him to the ocean blue

Five old men from Newfoundland
Ran into the night and
Four were friends and three were dead
Who’s feeling them tonight ?

And two more men woke up that morning
Looking to the sky in mourning
One took his back on dirt and the grass
And looked him in the eye and said

"Now what’s the moral of this story ?
Give your love, your life, your glory
For the ones laid at your side
The lucky ones will never’ve died."