I say to the day
Why'd you drop down to die
With fifty five falls
And seventy skies
And I say to the day
Why this ballad of brine?
With Mayflower May and a monocle'd eye

Oh, there she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, there she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, damn July

Oh, I had a friend
That I remember well
With sad little hands
A sad sickle cell
Oh, I had a friend
The ship sailed away
'Twas fifty five falls
Ago to this day

Oh, there she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, there she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, damn July

I said to the day
Why'd you drop down to die
With fifty five falls
And seventy skies
And I say to the day
Why this ballad of brine?
With Mayflower May and a monocle'd eye

Oh, and she dies
Slowly close her eyes
Oh, there she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, damn July

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Writer(s): MARISSA NADLER