Oilfield Rhyme

Crew change is the day, we all get to go home,
Everyone is excited, everyone is listining for the phone.
The guys are all cheerful, their three weeks are done,It's time to go home, for three weeks of fun.
It's not for everyone, this working offshore,
You have to be strong willed, and tough to the core.
I've seen grown men cry like babies, totally broke down,
They start begging and pleading, for a flight back to town.
To live in the gulf, to be gone half your life,
You are either very single, or you have a special wife.
In the winter time it's very windy, and so very cold,
This is when working offshore, makes a young man turn old.
The worst thing in the winter, besides losing your coat,
Is when the helicopters can't fly, and you have to ride the boat.
So for those of us that do it, we must be warped in thw mind,
We will end up in the nut house, it's just a matter of time.
Ur friend Doug "Derrickhand 36"