The Real McKenzies - Chip

Chip worked as a boatwright As his father and his gran Working in a boat yard Building on the River Thames One day Chip was hard at work The Devil appeared from Hell He held a roll of copper And a bucket full of nails The devil said unto Chip Take these nail and copper roll But you also have to take this rat And I will take your soul Chip despised the rat The rat squealed and hissed But the bucket o' nails and copper Were too much to resist Chip went straight to work He'd get rid of the rat And there would no be a problem With his death after the fact But the devil rat wouldn't die No matter how hard he tried The rat attacked the boatwright And he bit him in the eye It seemed as if the river rats Fell under Satan's spell They followed Chip around And made his life a living hell He slowly lost his mind He lost his family He lost his job And had to join the King's Navy A lemon grows a pip A yard will build a ship As Satan is my master I will get you a Chip The rats chased Chip Up the gangplank of the ship They bit him and tortured him Until he finally flipped He sniveled to the captain To turn around the rig The captain spied his madness And chucked him into the brig Now the devil rat had his man He knew just what to do He'd command the rats And through the planks they'd chew The water rushed in The ship went down She was smashed upon the rocks On which the rats danced around