Once I Had Met Him

 

On a boat on the coast off Jersey                                                                                     In a ship with a mission of mercy                                                                                    No dark clouds were around so no worry                                                                       We were in…no big rush                                                                                                 No one bothered us to leave them or come                                                                    No one calling us or making us run

On our own, not a soul was in sight there                                                                    Only ocean ’cause no boats were for miles there                                                           No one fishing, no one swimming or diving                                                                    We felt free! All alone!                                                                                                  Who needs a radio, TV or a phone?                                                                              We left our worries and concerns all at home

Maybe we’ll race like a train on a rail                                                                        Maybe I’ll tack or hold back on the sails                                                                   Maybe we’ll latch on the back of a whale                                                                        All this in one…afternoon!                                                                                               We didn’t have to be back real soon                                                                             And then we’ll fly by the light of the moon

You know, you always want to go to the border                                                              It’s human to want to do this, explore that                                                                     And so we always want to go to new waters                                                                  We have a need…to see far                                                                                       Some have a need to somehow reach a star                                                           Others believe they’ll somehow be a star

When the quiet sweet sigh of the sea calls                                                            With her wide-open miles you don’t see walls                                                                  In the palm of her hand you sure feel small                                                                  And you’re put…in your place                                                                                        Not a worry or a look on your face                                                                                Just a hurry to be put in the race

Birds of a feather, so they say, flock together                                                               And to a treasure all the seagulls had led us                                                                   At shallow depths that the sonar won’t measure                                                            we found some big…schools of blues                                                                            We ripped off heads to let the stubborn hooks loose                                       and followed gulls to yet another school

First we heard from a bird in the distance                                                                    then observed what confirmed our suspicions                                                            What we learned would unnerve any fisherman                                                                It came from far, far away!                                                                                                 It would haunt me even to this day                                                                             when we saw what was coming our way

Once I had met him!                                                                                                           I mean it, once I had met him!                                                                                    Once I had met…him!                                                                                                         I mean it, once I had met…him

We brought no guns, couldn’t run from this trouble                                                      Just wanted sun and some fun on the double                                                                But this sight meant our lives were worth nothing                                                       They were throw…ing down logs                                                                      for stopping boats and big yachts such as ours                                                              we couldn’t go ’cause we came to full stop

They were waving were making some gestures                                                        Some were drinking and were winking at Jenny                                                              In the clutches of a bunch of degenerates                                                                 Some shook guns…over heads                                                                               Looked like our lives were coming to an end                                                                    And no way to save ourselves without friends

“Whatcha doing? Why ya screwing around here?”                                                          “If we waste ya only waves hear a sound here!”                                                        “Want ya babe, you can lay it right down here!”                                                            “We want more…than just hugs!”                                                                                 “Like what you got there underneath of that rug!”                                                       “We’ll take your yacht, you won’t be needing it much!”

Then they turned when they heard a strange whining                                                      Dropped their things when the ring was deciphered                                                          Coming through on a new horizon                                                                                was a big…Coast Guard ship                                                                                   Moving to us at a rapid clip                                                                                             So the pirates had to let it rip

Once I had met him!                                                                                                           I mean it, once I had met him                                                                                      Once I had met…him                                                                                                          I mean it, once I had met…him

I never knew what good news I’d soon hear when                                                      what up till then I’d been dreading and fearing                                                            Stuff was thrown and I got my throat cleared and                                                           he said he saw…our distress                                                                                      “They account for about a dozen wrecks!”                                                                      He said he came to somehow clean the mess

Once I had met him!                                                                                                           I mean it, once I had met him!                                                                                     Once I had met…him                                                                                                 Sweet Jesus! Once I had met…him!

My life would never be the same!

Once I had met him                                                                                                            I mean it, once I had met him                                                                                      Once I had met…him                                                                                                          I mean it, once I had met…him!

At night we love go out in the moonlight                                                                           In the event you go out just keep moving                                                                     With your friend in the end you will soon see                                                            you’re like a ship…in the sea                                                                                         You are ready to be sent to a need                                                                               You are steady, you were meant to be free