Seven score and seven more Were bound for batumi And hardly got away before A tempest shook the sea
Posiedon sends Mighty hordes Lash the sails Strain the cords Sing it all away, The black sea gale-oh
To the yoeman straight away He answered with a grin I know not where we're going to But i sure know where we've been
Wind comes on Shakes the sky We press on Faces high Sing it all away, The black sea gale
Odessa, we sing so loud We sing so proud Amidst the howling wail Odessa, your sons are lost Their weary bodies tossed And pitched up to the rail Black sea gale
You can take odessa men And shake them to the bone But songs they learned at mother's knee Will always bring 'em home
Linden trees Strain and bend Storm is gone Rise again
