The Legend Of
Brigantine Ghost

Take heed, my friends, and listen to my tale:
An epic story far greater than most
About a ship, the best to ever sail
A vessel legends call “Brigantine Ghost”

Aboard the Ghost there stood a stalwart man
Enrobed in pants so tight the ladies stared
The bass guitar, his trade, rested in hand
A noisy beast to hear if listeners dared

His name was Alex, so the story goes
Of Portuguese and famed Irish descent
His comrade on the ship, with ring’ed nose
An earnest lad from Eastern Orient

They called him Russell, drums were what he played
His style, beset with offbeat flair and grace,
Was made much sweeter when he had the aid
Of playing with his friend Alex on bass

A grand duet they made, this hardy troupe
A rhyth..