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Yoh Man! - The Mother Watch Rap
ARC 2006 – Sailing Vessel Persuader Too.
Log entry December 5, 2006 – Transatlantic crossing, day #9.
(The ‘mother watch’ is a 4-daily rotating duty watch of 24 hours. The 'mother watch' crew is responsible for cooking lunch and dinner, and cleaning up the galley, heads and cockpit)
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The Mother Watch Rap.
(heavy pumping beat).
(heavy pumping beat).
Yoh man,
we are the mot-her watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
(Yoh man, watch man!).
We’ve come to sail the oceans
with kite and gul-wing
(Yoh man, sail man!)
None of us cooks at home,
but each of us now cooks at his best
(Yoh man, cook man!)
We take veg-gies, meat,
what-e-ver has to go first
(Yoh man, the chicken man!)
And stand for hours sweating
in the galley.
(Yoh man, galley man!)
Chorus:
Yoh we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh every four days,
we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
(Yoh man, watch man!).
Breakfast is an opt-ion
for those that have the e-ner-gy,
trying not to break-them-eggs
before they reach-the-pan
(Yoh man, pan man!)
Lunch is a must,
but light it goes,
cold cuts, toast with roast-ed bacon,
Slight crust, or well done
Mixed left o-vers,
or pancakes come and go.
(Yoh man, go man!)
Chorus:
Yoh we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh every four days,
we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
(Yoh man, watch man!).
Dinner is more e-la-bo-ra-te.
For eight crew, the quan-ti-ties
need many pots and pans on the sto-ve,
With the oven on full heat,
warming up the gal-ley
steaming like a saun-a
(Yoh man, sau-man!)
Wraps, stews, un-i-dent-i-fi-able chow,
is our spe-ci-a-li-ty.
Digging stuff from freezer,
fridge and stacks of cans.
Fishing fruits from the swing-ing ham-mock.
Cook-ing, cutt-ing, slap-ping and fry-ing.
While ba-lan-cing on
two feet holding on
while the boat rocks
and the stove swivels.
(Yoh man, swivelman!)
Chorus:
Yoh we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh every four days,
we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
(Yoh man, watch man!).
And after serving dinner in the dark,
forget the candle light
in this breeze,
we smile when we hear the kudos:
Thank you, well done,
mother watch.
We smile cause:
Chorus:
Yoh we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh every four days,
we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh man, watch man!
Yoh man, sweat man!
Yoh man, swivel man!
Yoh mother-watch-man!
we are the mot-her watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
(Yoh man, watch man!).
We’ve come to sail the oceans
with kite and gul-wing
(Yoh man, sail man!)
None of us cooks at home,
but each of us now cooks at his best
(Yoh man, cook man!)
We take veg-gies, meat,
what-e-ver has to go first
(Yoh man, the chicken man!)
And stand for hours sweating
in the galley.
(Yoh man, galley man!)
Chorus:
Yoh we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh every four days,
we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
(Yoh man, watch man!).
Breakfast is an opt-ion
for those that have the e-ner-gy,
trying not to break-them-eggs
before they reach-the-pan
(Yoh man, pan man!)
Lunch is a must,
but light it goes,
cold cuts, toast with roast-ed bacon,
Slight crust, or well done
Mixed left o-vers,
or pancakes come and go.
(Yoh man, go man!)
Chorus:
Yoh we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh every four days,
we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
(Yoh man, watch man!).
Dinner is more e-la-bo-ra-te.
For eight crew, the quan-ti-ties
need many pots and pans on the sto-ve,
With the oven on full heat,
warming up the gal-ley
steaming like a saun-a
(Yoh man, sau-man!)
Wraps, stews, un-i-dent-i-fi-able chow,
is our spe-ci-a-li-ty.
Digging stuff from freezer,
fridge and stacks of cans.
Fishing fruits from the swing-ing ham-mock.
Cook-ing, cutt-ing, slap-ping and fry-ing.
While ba-lan-cing on
two feet holding on
while the boat rocks
and the stove swivels.
(Yoh man, swivelman!)
Chorus:
Yoh we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh every four days,
we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
(Yoh man, watch man!).
And after serving dinner in the dark,
forget the candle light
in this breeze,
we smile when we hear the kudos:
Thank you, well done,
mother watch.
We smile cause:
Chorus:
Yoh we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh every four days,
we are the mother watch
on Per-su-a-der Too
Yoh man, watch man!
Yoh man, sweat man!
Yoh man, swivel man!
Yoh mother-watch-man!
yoh.
yoh.
yoh man.
yoh.
yoh.
yoh man.
yoy.
mother-watch man.
yoh.
yoh.
sweat man.
yoh.
yoh.
hot man.
yoh.
yoh.
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Here is James on 'motherwatch'
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