Doors Land Ho Lyrics

Land Ho Lyrics

Grandma loved a sailor, who sailed the frozen sea 

Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee 

He said: "Son, I'm going crazy from livin' on the land 

Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sands" 



This old man was graceful with silver in his smile 

He smoked a briar pipe and he walked four country miles 

Singing songs of shady sisters and old time liberty 

Songs of love and songs of death and songs to set men free 

Ya! 



I've got three ships and sixteen men 

A course for ports unread 

I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow till half of us are dead 

Land ho! 



Well, if I get my hands on a dollar bill gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill


If I get my hands on a number five gonna skin that litlle girl alive 

If I get my hand on a number two come back home and marry you 

Marry you, marry you 

Alright! 

Land ho! 

[improv out]