The Stowaway

(I didn't make this. I'm just uploading it here so I can use the transposing feature.

This was transcribed by Stepen Willis.)

Once I found a stowaway

Upon my ship on Christmas Day

I was fair, so I gave him a chance.

“You shouldn’t be here, what’s your tale?

I ought to throw you to the whale.”

He just smiled and said, “Come here, let’s dance.”

CHORUS:

He said, “Borrow or steal, I’ll find a way

To be with my lover upon Christmas Day

And I’ll run, and I’ll roam, I’ll cover the ground

Next Christmas I’ll see you, I’ll be around.”

He told me ‘bout his girl back home

Waiting patient, all alone

While we danced I shed a little tear.

He closed his eyes, all out at sea

I think he danced with her, not me

I’ll just have to wait another year.

He said, “Borrow or steal, I’ll find a way

To be with my lover upon Christmas Day

And I’ll run, and I’ll roam, I’ll cover the ground

Next Christmas I’ll see you, I’ll be around.

I think of him now and again

I wonder how his journey ends

As I sail by on my lonesome sea.

That stranger with the haunting face

Here, then gone without a trace.

Lying with his love, that’s where he’ll be.

CHORUS:

Beg, borrow or steal, I’ll find a way

To be with my lover upon Christmas Day

And I’ll run, and I’ll roam, I’ll cover the ground

Next Christmas I’ll see you, I’ll be around.

Beg, borrow or steal, I’ll find a way

To be with my lover upon Christmas Day

And I’ll run, and I’ll roam, I’ll cover the ground

Next Christmas I’ll see you, I’ll be around.