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    Jazz Chant - O Captain, My Captain

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    This jazz chant poem tells the story of a captain who has fallen cold and dead on the deck of his ship after a fearful voyage. The narrator addresses the fallen captain, expressing grief over his death now that the ship has reached port safely. In the end, the narrator somberly accepts that the captain can no longer rise to hear the bells or answer his calls, as their fearful trip is now truly done with the captain's death.

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    This jazz chant poem tells the story of a captain who has fallen cold and dead on the deck of his ship after a fearful voyage. The narrator addresses the fallen captain, expressing grief over his death now that the ship has reached port safely. In the end, the narrator somberly accepts that the captain can no longer rise to hear the bells or answer his calls, as their fearful trip is now truly done with the captain's death.

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    This jazz chant poem tells the story of a captain who has fallen cold and dead on the deck of his ship after a fearful voyage. The narrator addresses the fallen captain, expressing grief over his death now that the ship has reached port safely. In the end, the narrator somberly accepts that the captain can no longer rise to hear the bells or answer his calls, as their fearful trip is now truly done with the captain's death.

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    Jazz Chant - O Captain, My Captain

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    This jazz chant poem tells the story of a captain who has fallen cold and dead on the deck of his ship after a fearful voyage. The narrator addresses the fallen captain, expressing grief over his death now that the ship has reached port safely. In the end, the narrator somberly accepts that the captain can no longer rise to hear the bells or answer his calls, as their fearful trip is now truly done with the captain's death.

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    O Captain, My Captain

    (Jazz chant piece – composed by: John Clifford C. Mantos)

    O Captain, my Captain,
    Our fearful trip is done.
    O Captain, my Captain,
    Our fearful trip is done.
    Captain! The ship!
    Captain! The port!
    Captain! The bells!
    Captain! The people!
    O Captain, my Captain,
    Our fearful trip is done.

    O Captain, my Captain,
    The ship has weather’d every rack,
    The prize we sought is won.
    The port is near,
    The bells I hear,
    The people all exulting,
    While follow eyes,
    The steady keel,
    The vessel grim and daring.
    O Captain, my Captain,
    Our fearful trip is done, done, done!

    O heart! O heart! O heart! (prolong)


    O the blee-ding, blee-ding heart! (prolong)
    O heart! O heart! O heart! (prolong)
    O, the blee-ding drops of red! (prolong)

    Dub-dub (stamp 2 times)


    Dub-dub (stamp 2 times)
    Dub-dub (stamp 2 times)

    O heart! (tap the heart 4 times)


    O bleeding! (tap the heart 4 times)
    O drops! (tap the heart 4 times)
    Of red! (tap the heart 4 times)
    O the bleeding drops of red,
    Where on the deck my Captain lies,
    Fallen cold and dead.
    Fallen cold and dead.
    Fallen cold and dead.
    O the bleeding drops of red,
    Where on the deck my Captain lies,
    Fallen cold and dead.
    Fallen cold and dead.

    (Ding-dong, Ding-dong, Ding-dong, Ding-dong) – (tune of bell chimes)


    (Ding-dong, Ding-dong, Ding-dong, Ding-dong) – (tune of bell chimes)

    O Captain, my Captain,
    Rise up and hear the bells.
    O Captain, my Captain,
    Rise up and hear the bells.
    Captain! The flag!
    Captain! The bugle!
    Captain! The bouquets!
    Captain! The wreaths!
    Captain! The shores!
    Captain! The mass!
    Captain! Their faces!
    O Captain, my Captain,
    Rise up and hear the bells.

    O Captain, my Captain,
    For you the flag is flung,
    For you the bugle trills.
    For you the bouqets and ribbon’d wreaths,
    For you the shores a-crowding.
    For you they call,
    The swaying mass,
    Their eager faces turning.
    O Captain, my Captain,
    Rise up and hear the bells, bells, bells!

    (hommmmmm, hommmmm, hommm) – sounds of pirates of the Caribbean theme


    Here, captain, dear father, this arrmm beneath your head –
    It is, some dream, that on the deck, You’ve fallen cold and dead –
    (hommmmmm, hommmmm, hommm) – sounds of pirates of the Caribbean theme

    Cold! Dead! You’ve fallen cold and dead!


    Pale! And still! His lips are pale and still!
    No Pulse! Nor will! He has no pulse nor will!
    Cold! Dead! You’ve fallen cold and dead!
    O Captain, my Captain,
    My Captain does not answer.
    O Captain, my father,
    My father does not feel my arm.

    Toot..Toot..Toot..!
    The ship – (clap 4 times)
    Its voyage – (clap 4 times)
    Its trip – (clap 4 times)
    Its victor – (clap 4 times)
    The ship is anchor’d safe and sound,
    Its voyage closed and done.
    From fearful trip,
    The victor ship,
    Comes in with object won.
    Toot..Toot..Toot..!

    (Ding-dong..Ding-dong..Ding-dong..Ding-dong)
    Bells! Bells! Bells!
    Ring! Ring! Ring!
    Exult,
    O shores!
    And ring,
    O bells!
    But I,
    But I,
    But I.
    With mournful tread,
    Walk the deck my captain lies,
    Fallen cold and dead.

    O Captain, my Captain,
    Our fearful trip is done.
    O Captain, my Captain,
    Rise up and hear the bells.
    O Captain, my Captain,
    You’ve fallen cold and dead.

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