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Ghost Ship's Parade
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If you listen very carefully, the tall ships will tell you the stories of their past. Not everyone can hear them - you have to believe.
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Wiggymusic is located in Indialantic, Florida.
Wiggymusic is a project which began January 10th, 2006. It's intention is to showcase the music portfolio of Wig Nelson - singer/songwriter for more than thirty years. At present, over 120 of his musical compositions are copyrighted with the Library of Congress in Washington D.C. in five volumes (1979, 1992, 1993, 2006 and 2008) and will eventually be featured here on this website. Some of his most recent work includes a musical called, "A Feeling Of Power." It features 17 songs of Wig's most memorable songs and will be available for sale here at Soundclick in the near future.
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Charts
Peak #66
Peak in subgenre #13
Author
Wig Nelson/Wig Nelson
Rights
1992
Uploaded
May 20, 2006
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MP3 5.7 MB 128 kbps 6:13
Story behind the song
This is a song from the point of view of an old clipper ship. If a ship could tell stories, what would they be? I personally would like to hear them, so I took a little imaginative license. I had written the song long before the tall ships were gathering in New York Harbor, and I just happened to be there at the time. I remember being near a canal, and I could see the masts going by. It gave me a definite emotional connection, having written the song. The mix, lead guitar and piano were done by my good friend, Mahonis, formerly of "Bad Company."
Lyrics
I'm just an old clipper - best of the day Off on a holiday cruise up the bay Wind in the rigging - flags in the sky If I were a man there'd be tears in my eye Once I had a sister - and faster was she A half day behind her was all I could be A great reef down-under ripped through her keel A night when a fool took his turn at the wheel (chorus) All of the blue sea - always been a friend to me Once I knew a runner - guns for the war The British were dealing him fire from their bore. It's sad when I think of the difference we've made Here at the head of the ghost ship's parade (chorus) Once I had a captain - born on the sea Eyes for the pretty maid - soul to be free Here's to the battles he fought at my side And one to his health as he's off on the tide Once I knew a slaver - and many men died A black hearted tallyman counted their cries The soul of the trader is lost to the waves The devil might sing to you those were the days (chorus) I've see all the kingdoms rise up and fall There must be a reason I've lived through it all Send me the children and raise up the sail And gather 'round close as I whisper the tale
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