The Frozen Man

Here's a picture of the frozen man Uh, which just goes to show you that even if you die Before the invention of photography You're still not safe God have mercy on the frozen man Last thing I remember is the freezing cold Water reaching up just to swallow me whole Ice in the rigging and howling wind Shock to my body as we tumbled in My brothers and the others were lost at sea I alone am returned to tell thee Hidden in ice for a century I walk the world again Lord have mercy on the frozen man Next words that were spoken to me Nurse asked me what my name might be She was all in white at the foot of my bed I said, "Angel of mercy, I'm alive or am I dead?" My name is William James McPhee I was born in 1823, I was Raised in Liverpool by the sea, but That ain't who I am Lord have mercy on the frozen man It took a lot of money to start my heart Just to peg my leg and to buy my eye The newspapers call me state of the art And the children, when they see me they cry Well, I thought it'd be nice just to visit my grave See what kind of tombstone I might have There lay the wife and daughter and it seemed so strange So strange Both of them dead and gone from extreme old age I say, when I die make sure I'm gone Don't leave 'em nothing to work on You can raise your arm, you can wiggle your hand Unlike myself So you can wave goodbye to the frozen man Goodbye I know what it means to freeze to death To lose a little life with every breath To say goodbye to life on earth To come around again Lord have mercy on the frozen man God have mercy on the frozen man Have mercy on the frozen man