Barrels Of Whiskey
The O'Reillys And The Paddyhats
3:57A little boat breaks through the mist See in the darkest night the black flag is hissed A man is standing on the bow (I stop my breath) I'm not ready for my way into the realm of death The ferryman sings a mournful song I've to shut my eyes as we are sliding along We are close to the shore (it's time for his fee) Two on my eyes, one in my mouth counts three Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I cannot pay your price Ferryman, oh, ferryman, give me more time and I'll pay you twice Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I cannot pay your price Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I'm not ready for paradise Then he opens up his hand I'm a poor old sailor, why can't he understand? Suddenly, he pulls away (he pulls away) We're leaving the shore into the darkness he navigates Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I cannot pay your price Ferryman, oh, ferryman, give me more time, and I'll pay you twice Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I cannot pay your price Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I'm not ready for paradise I don't have no gold, but I'm a hard-working man I'd prefer to take your job as the ferryman As the ferryman As the... Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I cannot pay your price Ferryman, oh, ferryman, give me more time, and I'll pay you twice Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I cannot pay your price Ferryman, oh, ferryman, I'm not ready for paradise I'm not ready for paradise