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I am an elder sailor, |
enjoy going to sea. |
I prefer to drink a rumgrog |
on land and so at sea. |
And when I have a heavy head |
I'll set my boat on mud, |
I'll have a drink, what's the matter, |
I am truly satisfied. |
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The others are on Norderney, |
I'm on the Baltmer mud. |
they're going through the bars there, |
I'm slowly getting fed up. |
I wish my boat would float again, |
I have to bore for six hours ore more! |
There's no sailing on the mud, |
it's only for a farmer lout! |
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Time passes by, I'm suffering now |
and then the water comes. |
It's rumbling and gurgling round the boat |
and really wakes me up. |
And when my boat is finally free |
and sails as light as a feather, |
I turn around and laugh and cry |
and think: Oh Wadden Sea. |
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| 1x Instr. 1x Chor 1x a capela |
Gesang: | Achim, Willi, Peter, Ingeburg, Bärbel, Angelika |
Instrumente: | Achim |
Arrangement: | Achim Bahrenberg |
Aufnahme, Bearbeitung, Studio- und Mastermix: | TSDG1 |