We head out to sea, tattered socks & black tee's Lost sight of our distant homeland Our spirits are high, seen through these pirate eyes Upon the frail Queen of Cumberland Sea legs don't stop even upon the dock of the blackened harbor North Sidney We chase down our mates for another drink And drift into the fog once again Hey, unto Village Bay, away from Lyall Harbour Hey, liquor take us away upon the Queen of Cumberland We rise in the dawn, without a breath to yawn We take the shots we have tailored We sail along west, with beers & life-vests Amidst the bones of dead sailors Barefoot in the trees, sing for the valley; summon up a following We dance on the bar, we make friends from afar But now it's time to leave them Hey, unto Village Bay, away from Lyall Harbour Hey, liquor take us away upon the Queen of Cumberland Hey, unto Village Bay, away from Lyall Harbour Hey, liquor take us away upon the Queen of Cumberland Hey, unto Village Bay, away from Lyall Harbour Hey, liquor take us away upon the Queen of Cumberland Hey, unto Village Bay, away from Lyall Harbour Hey, liquor take us away upon the Queen of Cumberland