I left my home in search of a better life
I sailed on all the seven seas
But everywhere I went, I got kicked 'round and screwed
I wish to Christ I never had left
I need wind in my sails
but everything fails
I live my life by Murphy’s law
Now, what can you do when you’re drunk, sick and blue?
I gotta make my way back home to you
I found a good friend in a bottle of gin
a good friend, who’s always let me in But in the end he led me astray
Now I can’t make him go away
I need wind in my sails
but everything fails
I live my life by Murphy’s law
Now, what can you do when you’re drunk, sick and blue?
I gotta make my way back home to you