Captain Murphy

Murphy had just tucked you into bed, he pulls up a stool and sits beside your bed, since you refused to fall asleep, he sighs tiredly, singing an old pirates shanty that always helps you calm down Fee-fi-fo-fum Crossbones, swords and a bottle of rum Heave-high-ho-hum No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum From the dawning of the day to the drowning of the sun No rest for the lily-livered pirate scum He hums softly as he sings the shanty quietly