“Saffron for a Wife”
(to the tune of “Bad Moon Rising” by Creedence Clearwater Revival)
by J. M. Harmon
This ‘Verse is plumb full o’ danger
Worse ‘n reavers I can say
She’s a redheaded stranger
And she’s your bride today
Don’t kiss her good night
It’s a special hell all right
With that Saffron for a wife
She might leave your ship a-rustin’
She might wreak havoc on your crew
She ain’t given much to trustin’
She might just make a corpse of you
Don’t kiss her good night
It’s a special hell all right
With that Saffron for a wife
Monty shaved his ol’ soup catcher
For Bridget, apple of his eye
Once she was Mrs Durran Haymer
Stole from his mansion in the sky
Well, don’t kiss her good night
It’s a special hell all right
With that Saffron for a wife
Don’t kiss her good night
It’s a special hell all right
With that Saffron for a wife