Indianola Letra

For the glory it shall be
To be found under the sea

We'll soon be bound for New York town
And for Greenland we'll set sail
For two long years we'll poke around
And hunt for the Greenland whale
My boys we shall not fail

For two long years we'll cast and haul
The harvest of the sea
Fortunes made we'll soon be home
In Texas our country

For two long years my pretty little lass
I've longed to lie with thee
Within your arms I'd kiss your cheek
Beneath the Scrub Oak Tree
Now that would be glory

For two long years it's been around
Your pretty little lass was underground
She died with the plague like half the town
Her dying wish was that you had drowned