Katie, bar the door, the devil's here again
He's looking for a savior, he's looking for a friend
The devil drinks in places you and I have never been
So katie, bar the door, and never let him in
When I was just a young'un, sarah, came without a sound
She said this ship had sank and now many soldiers drowned
Said that, damn I met the devil on the banks of hostelry
We took three hundred british to the bottom of the sea
When I was eighteen years old, I was down in the hold
Of a prison ship bound for australia
Many good men were we, on the bastard of the sea
And the ghost of a highwayman sails, her, ya!
Has he cursed or damned you, or brought you to the well
Or had you shuck and sully seven miles below hell
For doomed trips and coffin ships the smiling bastards lay
Counting out their pennies to spend another day
When I was eighteen years old, I was down in the hold
Of a prison ship bound for australia
Many good men were we, on the bastard of the sea
And a ghost of a highwayman sails, her, ya!
So, katie, bar the door, the devil's here again
He's looking for a savior, he's looking for a friend
The devil drinks in places you and I have never been
So katie, bar the door, and never let him in
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