Cabin Boy

Have some coffee.

[ Men Laughing ]
Paps, you're such a little card.
Now, where's that naughty Captain?
He knows it's suppertime.

¶[ Concertina ]
¶ When I go ashore
and get my pay ¶

¶ I'll go and meet
my Essie May ¶

¶ She'll hike her skirt
and toss her shoe ¶

¶ She'll clean my pipes,
my buddies' too ¶

¶ Don't need a church
to find my way ¶

¶'Cause I found heaven
with Essie May ¶¶

¶[ Stops ]
[ Crying ]
That was the most beautiful thing
I've ever heard.

It was like honey
from the lips of an angel.

[ Belches ]
- Bless you.
- Ahhh.

Oh, Cappy, tell me
about all of this.

Tell me about the sea.
What does it mean to you?

Basically, money. I come from
six generations of seamen.

All with the same goal in life: Catch
fish, sell 'em, get drunk and get laid.

- I don't thinkAristotle
could've said it better.
- Uh-huh.

Yeah. You might say I dropped
outta my mama's womb...

with galoshes on my feet
and a fishing rod in my hand.

Ouch. That poor woman.
I don't know, Cappy.
I'm beginning to wonder
if it's really people like you...

who wander the world
like shaggy, unkempt beasts,

who really know
what's important in life.

- Okay, boy. I'm officially sick
of you now. Take off.
- Are you quite sure?

Sometimes if we've had
a little too much to drink
we tend to say the opposite--