Adder Seafarer Letra

I'm crawling low with my head down so you won't notice me

Ran away
When I came clean
But the chances are you'll feel this way again
She thinks all us snakes are men
She Knows all of us are sailors with our hard hands, and our foul mouths, and our rough chins.

If I had to find the bigger sex -
Sorely out of luck, but never looking up.
So afraid of everything,
It's amazing that I breathe.

and our foul mouths
and our rough chins
your soft chin
my rough chin