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Well do you get the itching to Trek about the latitudes?

You do?

Well, likely you’re a chip off old Sir Rugglesby

Oh, he was quite the sporting sort

Behind his cup of tea he’d snort,

I’ll wager on the line

Ten thousand pounds and five

I’m the only man who’ll ever get to hell and come back alive.

Act II

Now in the fall of '49

He skipped across the seven brine

This time looking for a berth in naval history

Twas never heard nor seen again

Officially presumed as dead

But the words he left behind

Still echo through my mind:

I’m the only man who’ll ever get to hell and come back alive.

He’s the only man who’d ever get to hell and come back alive.

So off he went around the world…

Intermission

Act III

Then one night while tripping down the English coast

The moon was whiter than a ghost almost

When I heard a voice yell through a megaphone

And thereupon the midnight sea

A signal lamp signaled me I could feel my blood run cold

As the message did decode:

I’m the only man who’ll ever get to hell and come back alive.

Well who else could it be But good old Rugglesby?

He’s the only man who’d ever get to hell and come back alive.

Yes he’s the only man (he's the only one)

Who’s ever gone and been (who's been and gone)

To hell and come back

Hell and come

To hell and come back alive

The End

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