Bread and Butter to Me
Words & Music by Tom Lewis
(Recorded by Tom Lewis on Surfacing!)
I'm in The Grey Funnel Line, patiently
serving my time,
Now, that might seem like adventure to you,
It's bread and butter to me, it's bread and butter to me.
Sailing all over the world, in each port they say we've a
girl,
Now, that might seem quite romantic to you,
It's bread and butter to me, it's bread and butter to me.
A submarine's cramped and it's hot and comfort's a thing it's
not got,
And it might seem just like a black sewer-pipe to you,
It's bread and butter to me, it's bread and butter to me.
The engine room's smelly and loud, and three of you in
there's a crowd,
And those might seem like V-16 diesels to you,
They're bread and butter to me, they're bread and butter to
me.
Twenty years drawing your pay, patrolling round day after
day,
But when Action Stations is sounded you'll say,
That's bread and butter to me, it's bread and butter to me.
Here's a message from Jolly Jack Tar, just thank Christ there
ain't been a war,
'Cos that might seem like my bread and butter to you,
It's killing and dying to me. It's killing and dying to me.
It's killing and it's dying to me.
