The Sinking of the Graf Spee versuri

Versuri Sods' Opera – The Sinking of the Graf Spee lyrics

Oh, there was a jolly ship built in Nazi Germany
And the name of ship was the Admiral Graf Spee
She looted merchantmen of every nationality
As she sailed upon the rolling, rolling!
As she sailed upon the rolling sea!

She met three cruisers of the British navy
And to stop them she knew would put Berlin on the spree
Their commander laughed aloud:
‘Now merry games there will be
For I’ll sink them ‘neath the rolling, rolling!
For I’ll sink them ‘neath the rolling sea!’

She fired her mighty guns did the Admiral Graf Spee
Her Captain laughed aloud and hugged himself with glee
But he swore a hasty oath as the little Cruisers three
Came dashing o’er the rolling, rolling!
Came dashing o’er the rolling sea!

‘To the helm! Quick!’ he cried
And turned face right merrily
‘Or our Führer’s small moustache we never more may live to see!’
With his tail between his legs, in his ear a lively flea
He went scurrying o’er the rolling, rolling!
He went scurrying through the rolling sea!

Yes the bear, he went to cover where his wounds the world could see
For the British bulldog bite had hurt it painfully
And the foeman speeding forward knew the fight that he had seen
Would end beneath the rolling, rolling!
Would end beneath the rolling sea!

And yes this was the end of the Admiral Graf Spee
And perhaps it was for this that a pocket-ship was she
For in Davy Jones’ pocket scuttled most ingloriously
She rusts beneath the rolling, rolling!
She rusts beneath the rolling sea!