Top Songs By Pissabed Prophet
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Jonathan Simpkins
Songwriter
Lyrics
I only half made out
The tale the boatman slurred about
How through the fret and mist he saw
Rolling above the fog to shore
A little Peterboat under sail
How as it passed above
The Peterman was heard to sob
The waves no longer compass me
Writer(s): Matthew Simpkins
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