Make Your Way Back Home Again Hey Marseilles

A ocean shanty folio

Sea shanties are working songs ordinarily sung aboard ships past sailors. They were especially common among navy men and pirates. The shanty consisted of two parts, the chant and the chorus. The dirge would frequently be initiated past a single crewman who would sing the opening lines and establish the beat; the chorus would then come and the residuum of the crew would join in.

During his time sailing the Westward Indies, Edward Kenway could request his coiffure to sing various shanties, the lyrics of which he obtained from pages strewn across the Caribbean.

The Templar Shay Cormac collected some sea shanties equally well, during his travels around the American colonies.

Known shanties

Old Billy Riley was a dancing master.
Old Baton Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

Erstwhile Billy Riley's master of a drogher.
Old Billy Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

Principal of a drogher leap for Antigua.
Old Billy Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

Old Billy Riley has a prissy young daughter.
Old Billy Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

Oh Missy Riley, trivial Missy Riley.
Onetime Baton Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

Had a pretty daughter, but we can't get at her.
Erstwhile Billy Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

Screw her upwardly and abroad we go, boys.
Old Billy Riley, oh, Erstwhile Baton Riley!

Ane more pull and so belay, boys.

Sometime Billy Riley, oh, Old Billy Riley!

Me bonnie bunch o'roses O!
Come down, ye blood-red roses, come downwards!
Information technology's time for us to roll 'n' become!
Come down, ye blood-cherry-red roses, come up down!
Ooh! You pinks 'n' posies,
Come up down, ye blood-crimson roses, come downwards!

We're leap away effectually Cape Horn
Come downward, ye ruby roses, come downwards!
We wisht ter hell you'd niver bin born
Come down, ye blood-ruby-red roses, come downwardly!
Ooh! You pinks 'northward' posies,
Come down, ye blood-red roses, come up downward!

Me boots an' clothes are all in a pawn,
Come down, ye claret-red roses, come up down!
An' it's bleedin' draughty around Cape Horn,
Come down, ye claret-red roses, come down!
Ooh! You pinks 'due north' posies,
Come down, ye blood-red roses, come down!

Ti'southward growl ye may but go ye must,
Come down, ye blood-cerise roses, come down!
If ye growl also difficult yer caput they'll bosom.
Come down, ye blood-cherry-red roses, come down!
Ooh! Y'all pinks 'n' posies,
Come down, ye blood-cerise roses, come down!

Them Spanish gals are pullin' stiff,
Come up downward, ye blood-red roses, come downwards!
Hang downward, me boys, it won't accept long.
Come up down, ye blood-red roses, come up down!
Ooh! You pinks 'n' posies,
Come downwardly, ye blood-red roses, come down!

Just one more pull an' that'll do
Come downwards, ye claret-ruby-red roses, come up down!
We're the bullies for ter kick'er through.
Come down, ye blood-red roses, come down!
Ooh! You pinks 'n' posies,
Come downwards, ye blood-blood-red roses, come downward!
Ooh! Y'all pinks 'n' posies,

Come up downwardly, ye blood-ruby roses, come down!

Well, our anchor's on board and our rags are all set,
Bold Riley-oh, boom-a-lay!
Them Liverpool Judies, nosotros'll never forget,
Assuming Riley-oh, gone abroad!

CHORUS:
Goodbye, me darling, good day, me dear-oh,
Bold Riley-oh, blast-a-lay!
Goodbye, me darling, goodbye, me dear-oh,
Bold Riley-oh, gone away!

Well, the rain information technology is raining all the day long,
Bold Riley-oh, nail-a-lay!
And the northerly wind, it does so potent.
Bold Riley-oh, gone away!

CHORUS

We're outward and bound for the Bengal Bay,
Bold Riley-oh, blast-a-lay!
Get bending, me lads, it'south a hell of a way.
Bold Riley-oh, gone away!

CHORUS

(Chorus)
Help me, Bob, I'yard bully in the aisle,
Fashion, hey, neat in the alley!
Help me, Bob, I'm bully in the alley,
Peachy down in shinbone al!

Emerge is the daughter that I love dearly,
Mode, hey, neat in the alley.
Sally is the daughter that I spliced dearly,
Bully down in shinbone al.

(Chorus)

For 7 long years I courted trivial Sally,
Way, hey, bully in the alley.
But all she did was dilly and dally.
Bully downward in shinbone al.

(Chorus)

I ever become back, I'll ally lilliputian Sally,
Way, hey, slap-up in the alley.
Have six kids and alive in Shin-os Alley.
Bully downwardly in shinbone al.

(Chorus)

O, my name was Captain Kidd,
every bit I sailed, equally I sailed,
O, my name was Captain Kidd,
equally I sailed.
My name was Captain Kidd
And God'due south laws I did forbid,
And so wickedly I did
as I sailed, equally I sailed.
So wickedly I did
as I sailed.

I murdered William Moore,
every bit I sailed, equally I sailed.
O, I murdered William Moore
as I sailed.
I laid him in his gore,
Not many leagues from the shore,
O, I murdered William Moore,
equally I sailed, as I sailed.
I murdered William Moore
equally I sailed.

I spied iii ships from Espana
every bit I sailed, equally I sailed,
O, I spied three ships from Espana
equally I sailed.
I spied 3 ships from Spain,
and I fired on them a-main,
And well-nigh of them I slain,
as I sailed, as I sailed.
And most of them I slain
equally I sailed.

Come up all you young and old,
see me die, come across me die.
Come all you lot young and old,
see me die.
You are welcome to my goal,
And by information technology I lost my soul
Come all you lot immature and old,
I must die, I must dice.
Come all y'all young and old,

I must die.

Oh, Nancy Dawson, Hi-oh!
Cheerly, man!
She rubbed the Bo'sun, How-do-you-do-oh!
Cheerly, homo!
That was a caution, Hi-oh!

(Chorus)
Cheerly, man,
O! Haulee, Hi-oh,
Cheerly, man.

Oh, Sally Racket, Hi-oh!
Cheerly, man!
Pawned my all-time jacket, How-do-you-do-oh!
Cheerly, human!
And sold pawn the ticket, Hi-oh!

(Chorus)

Oh, Kitty Carson, Hullo-oh!
Cheerly, human!
Jitted the parson, Hi-oh! Cheerly, man!
Married a stonemason, Hi-oh!

(Chorus)

Oh, Betsy Bakery, How-do-you-do-oh!
Cheerly, man!
Lived in Long Acre, Hi-oh!
Cheerly, man!
Married a Quaker, How-do-you-do-oh!

(Chorus)

Oh, Jenny Walker, Hi-oh!
Cheerly, man!
Married a hawker, Hi-oh!
Cheerly, human!
That was a corker, Hi-oh!

(Chorus)

Oh, Polly Riddle, Hi-oh!
Cheerly, human being!
Broke her new dabble, Hi-oh!
Cheerly, man!
Right through the middle, Hi-oh!

(Chorus)

Equally I was going to Derby, 'twas on a market day,
I met the finest ram, sirs, that ever was fed upon hay.

(Chorus)
That's a prevarication, that's a prevarication
That's a lie, a lie, a lie!

This ram and I got drunk, sir, equally drunk as drunk could
exist,
And when we sobered up, sir, we were far away out
on the body of water.

(Chorus)

This wonderful old ram, sir, was playful as a kid;
He swallowed the captain's spyglass along with the
bo'sunday's fid.

(Chorus)

One morn on the poop, sir, afore eight bells was
struck.
He climbed upwards to the heaven's I thousand an' saturday down on the truck.

(Chorus)

This wonderful ol' ram, sir, he tried a dizzy trick,
He tried to jump a 5-barred fence and landed in a
rick.

(Chorus)

This wonderful ol' ram, sir, information technology grew two horns of brass,
One grew out o' his shoulder blade, t'other turned into
a mast.

(Chorus)

An' when this ram was killed, sir, the butcher was
covered in blood.
Five and xx butcher boys was carried away the
flood.

(Chorus) An' when this ram was expressionless, sir, they buried it in St.
Joan's,
It took ten men an' an elephant to carry one of its
bones.

(Chorus)

Safe and sound at home over again, let the waters roar, Jack.
Rubber and sound at dwelling house once more, permit the waters roar, Jack.

Chorus:
Long nosotros've tossed on the rolling main, at present we're condom aground, Jack.
Don't forget yer old shipmate, faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!

Since we sailed from Plymouth Sound, four years gone, or nigh, Jack.
Was there ever chummies, now, such as you and I, Jack?

Chorus

We have worked the self-same gun, quarterdeck division.
Sponger I and loader you, through the whole commission.

Chorus

When the heart watch was on, and the time went ho-hum, male child,
Who could choose a rousing stave, who similar Jack or Joe, boy?

Chorus

In that location she swings, an empty blob, not a soul below now.
Number seven starboard mess misses Jack and Joe now.

Chorus

But the all-time of friends must office, fair or foul the weather.
Hand yer flipper for a shake, now a drinkable together.

Chorus

Was you ever in Quebec
Launchin' timber on the deck?
Where ya interruption yer bleedin' cervix
Ridin' on a ass!

Way hey and away nosotros go
Donkey riding, ass riding
Manner hey and away we go
Ridin' on a donkey.

Was y'all ever in Vallipo
Where the gals put on a show?
Wriggle and dance with a gyre and go
Riding on a donkey.

Wuz ye ever down Mobile Bay
Screwin' cotton all the twenty-four hours?
A dollar a solar day is a white homo'due south pay.
Ridin' on a donkey.

Was you ever in London-town
Where the girls eat exercise come down
See the King in his golden crown
Riding on a donkey

Was you ever 'round Cape Horn
Where the atmospheric condition's never warm?
Wished to God you'd never been born

Ridin' on a donkey.

(Chorus)
Counterbalance-hay and up she rises
Weigh-hay and up she rises
Weigh-hay and up she rises
Early on in the morning!

What volition we do with a drunken crewman,
What will we practise with a drunken sailor,
What will nosotros practise with a drunken sailor,
Early in the morning?

(Chorus)

Put 'em in the scuppers with a hose piping on him,
Put 'em in the scuppers with a hose pipe on him,
Put 'em in the scuppers with a hose pipe on him,
Early on in the morning!

(Chorus)

Put him in the brig until he's sober,
Put him in the brig until he'south sober,
Put him in the brig until he's sober,
Early on in the morning time!

(Chorus)

Come all y'all young sailor men, listen to me,
I'll sing yous a song of the fish in the bounding main;

(Chorus)
And it's...
Windy weather, boys, stormy weather, boys,
When the wind blows, we're all together, boys;
Accident ye winds westerly, blow ye winds, accident,
Jolly sou'wester, boys, steady she goes.

Up jumps the eel with his slippery tail,
Climbs up aloft and reefs the topsail.

(Chorus)

Then up jumps the shark with his nine rows of teeth,
Proverb, "You eat the dough boys, and I'll eat the beef!"

(Chorus)

Up jumps the whale... the largest of all,
"If y'all want any wind, well, I'll accident ye a squall!"

(Chorus)

We are outward bound for Mobile town
With a boost-o, haul!
An' we'll heave the ol' wheel round an' circular
Good mornin' ladies all!

An' when we get to Mobile boondocks
With a heave-o, haul!
Oh, 'tis there we'll drink an' sorrow drown
Proficient mornin' ladies all!

Them gals down s are free an' gay
With a boost-o, haul!
Wid them nosotros'll spend our difficult-earned pay
Adept mornin' ladies all!

We'll swing around, nosotros'll take skillful fun
With a heave-o, haul!
An' soon we'll exist back on the homeward run
Expert mornin' ladies all!

An' when we get to Bristol boondocks
With a heave-o, haul!
For the very last time we'll waltz effectually
Good mornin' ladies all!

With Poll and Meg an' Sally too
With a boost-o, haul!
We'll drink an' dance wid a hullabaloo
Practiced mornin' ladies all!

So a long adieu to all you dears
With a heave-o, haul!
Don't cry for us, don't waste yer tears

Expert mornin' ladies all!

Why tin't ye exist then handy-o!
Handy, me boys, and so handy!

Oh, aloft this yard must go.
Handy, me boys, and then handy!

Ooh! Upward aloft from down below.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Growl ye may, but become ye must.
Handy, me boys, and so handy!

Growl too much an yer head they'll bust.
Handy, me boys, and so handy!

Oh, a bully ship an' a bully coiffure.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Oh, we're the gang for the kick 'er through.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Yer advance has gone, yer at sea again.
Handy, me boys, then handy!

Hey, spring round the horn through the hail an' rain.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Sing an' haul, an' haul an' sing.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Up aloft this yard we'll swing.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

Up aloft that yard must go.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

For we are outward spring, ye know.
Handy, me boys, and then handy!

A handy ship an' a handy crew.
Handy, me boys, so handy!

A handy Mate an Old Human being too.

Handy, me boys, so handy!

Oh, Haul away for the windy weather, boys
Booty away, boys, haul abroad
Oh, Haul away and pull together boys
Haul abroad, boys, haul away

Haul away and permit's get'er goin' boys
Haul abroad, boys, haul away
Haul abroad for the merchants' money boys
Haul away, boys, haul away

Haul away like jolly young sailor boys
Booty abroad, boys, haul away
Haul away and coil her over boys
Haul away, boys, haul away

God fabricated the bees and the bees made the dear, boys
Haul away, boys, haul abroad
God made the food just the devil sent the cook, boys
Booty away, boys, booty abroad

We're rolling down to Republic of cuba for to load upward carbohydrate, boys
Haul away, boys, haul away
And rolling down to Cuba just to run across a Creole lady, boys
Haul away, boys, haul away

And shortly nosotros'll be in carmine hot Cuba, boys
Booty away, boys, booty away
Oh haul abroad and the wind'll motion'er, boys
Haul away, boys, haul away

And shortly nosotros'll run into a pretty woman, boys
Booty away, boys, haul abroad
Oh haul and shake her equally she rolls, boys
Booty away, boys, haul away

Booty abroad for finer weather, boys
Haul away, boys, booty away
Ooh, booty away for the better weather, boys
Haul abroad, boys, haul away

Haul abroad, boys, haul away

England, ould Ireland
England, ould Ireland
England, ould Republic of ireland
Hauley Hauley Ho!

Paddy Thou'Ginty
Paddy, Jock and Jackie likewise,
Oh Paddy M'Ginty,
Hauley Hauley Ho!

Shamrock an' Rose, boys,
Shamrock, Rose, and prickly Thistle too,
Shamrock an' Rose, boys,
Hauley Hauley Ho!

England, ould Republic of ireland
England, ould Republic of ireland
England, ould Republic of ireland

Hauley Hauley Ho!

Why don't you blow
High-O! Come roll me over
Why don't you blow
Loftier-O! Come up roll me over

One man to strike the bell
High-O! Come gyre me over
One human to strike the bell
Loftier-O! Come up roll me over

Two men to human being the bicycle
High-O! Come roll me over
Ii men to man the wheel
High-O! Come ringlet me over

Three men, to gallant braces
High-O! Come ringlet me over
Three men, to gallant braces
High-O! Come coil me over

Four men to furl t'garns'ls
High-O! Come roll me over
Four men to furl t'garns'ls
High-O! Come roll me over

Five men to bunt-a-bo
High-O! Come ringlet me over
Five men to bunt-a-bo

High-O! Come roll me over

Oh, don't yiz hear the old man say?
Adieu, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
Oh, don't yiz hear the old man say?
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

We're Homeward leap to Liverpool Town,
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
Where all them judies, they will come up down
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

An' when we gits to the Wallasey Gates
Bye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
Sally an' Olly for their flash men do wait
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

An' one to the other ye'll hear them say,
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
Here comes Johnny with his fourteen mont'southward pay!
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward jump!

We come across these fly gals an' nosotros'll ring the ol' bong,
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
With them judies, we'll heighten merry hell
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

Nosotros're homeward bound to the gals o' the town.
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
And stamp up me bullies an' heave it around.
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

An' when we gits dwelling house, boys, oh, won't nosotros wing round.
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Adieu, fare-ye-well!
We'll heave up the anchor to this bully sound.
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward jump!

We're all homeward bound for the sometime backyard.
Bye, fare-ye-well! Farewell, fare-ye-well!
Then boost, me bullies, we're all bound homeward.
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward jump!

Boost with a will, boys, oh, heave long an' strong.
Adieu, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
Sing a proficient chorus for 'tis a good song.
Hoor-raw me boys! We're homeward bound!

We're homeward bound, nosotros'll take yiz to know.
Goodbye, fare-ye-well! Goodbye, fare-ye-well!
An' over the water to England must get!

Hoor-raw me boys! Nosotros're homeward bound!

Oh! Do, my Johnny Boker,
Come up stone and roll me over.
Do! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Do, my Johnny Boker,
The skipper is a rover.
Practice! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Exercise, my Johnny Boker,
The mate he'due south never sober.
Practise! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Practise, my Johnny Boker,
The Bo'dominicus is a tailor.
Practise! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Do, my Johnny Boker,
Nosotros'll all go on a jamboree.
Practice! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Do, my Johnny Boker,
The Packet is a Rollin'.
Do! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Do, my Johnny Boker,
We'll pull and booty together.
Do! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Practice, my Johnny Boker,
We'll haul for better conditions.
Exercise! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Do, my Johnny Boker,
And soon we'll be in London Town.
Practice! My Johnny Boker, do!

Oh! Do, my Johnny Boker,
Come up stone and roll me over.

Do! My Johnny Boker, practise!

Ships may come and ships may go
As long as the body of water does coil.
Just a crewman lad just like his dad,
He loves the flowing bowl.

Oh women on shore he does adore
A girl who'due south plump and circular.
And your money's gone
It's the same erstwhile vocal,
"Become up Jack! John, sit downward!"

Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys,
There'due south lots of grog in the jar.
We'll plough the briny body of water line
With the jolly roving tar.

When Jack ashore, he'll make his way
To some old boarding business firm.
He's welcomed in with rum and gin,
As well with pork scouse.

He'll spend and spend and never offend
Till he's lies drunk on the basis
When the money'southward gone
It's the aforementioned old song,
"Get up Jack! John, sit down!"

Then Jack then will slip aboard some transport spring for India or Nihon,
Then in Asia there, the ladies fair,
they all love a sailor man,
He'll go ashore, and he'll not scorn to buy some girl a gown:
When his money'south gone
It's the aforementioned one-time vocal,
"Get up Jack! John, sit downwards!"

When Jack is one-time and weather-vanquish, too old to prowl about,
They'll let him stop in some rum shop till 8 bells calls him out,
And so he'll heighten his hands high, and loud he'll weep:
Thank Christ! I'm homeward bound:
Only his money's gone
It'south the same onetime song,

"Go upwards Jack! John, sit down!"

I thought I heard the Old Man say:
"Leave her, Johnny, leave her."
Tomorrow yous will get your pay,
and it's time for united states to leave her.

(Chorus) Exit her, Johnny, leave her!
Oh, go out her, Johnny, leave her!
For the voyage is long and the winds don't accident
And it'south fourth dimension for us to leave her.

Oh, the wind was foul and the sea ran loftier.
"Exit her, Johnny, go out her!"
She shipped information technology green and none went by.
And it's fourth dimension for u.s.a. to leave her.

(Chorus)

I hate to sail on this rotten tub.
"Go out her, Johnny, leave her!"
No grog immune and rotten grub.
And it'south time for us to leave her.

(Chorus)

We swear by rote for want of more than.
"Exit her, Johnny, leave her!"
But now we're through then nosotros'll continue shore.
And information technology'south fourth dimension for us to leave her.

(Chorus)

From Liverpool to 'Frisco a-rovin' I went,
For to stay in that country was my good intent.
But drinkin' potent whiskey like other damn fools,
Oh, I presently got transported back to Liverpool, singin'.

Chorus:
Roll, ringlet, whorl bullies, roll!
Them Liverpool judies have got u.s. in tow.

A smart Yankee packet lies out in the Bay,
A-waitin' a fair current of air to get nether way.
With all of her sailors and so sick and then sore,
They'd boozer all their whiskey and can't get no more.

Chorus

Oh, here comes the mate in a hell of a stew.
He'due south lookin' for work for united states of america sailors to do.
Oh, it's "Fore tops'l halyards!" he loudly does roar,
And it'south lay aloft Paddy, ye son-o'-a-whore!

Chorus

One night of Greatcoat Horn I shall never forget,
'Tis ofttimes-times I sighs when I remember of it yet.
She was divin' bows nether with her sailors all wet,
She was doin' twelve knots wid her mainskys'l set.

Chorus

And now we've arrived in the Bramleymoor Dock,
And all them flash judies on the pierhead exercise flock.
The barrel'southward run dry out and our 5 quid accelerate,
And I gauge information technology'south high fourth dimension for to git upwards and trip the light fantastic.

Chorus

Here'southward a health to the Captain wherever he may be,
A bucko on land and a bang-up at sea,
Merely every bit for the chief mate, the dirty ol' brute,
We hope when he dies straight to hell he'll skyhoot.

Chorus

I dreamed a dream the other night
Lowlands, lowlands away me John
My dearest she came, dressed all in white
Lowlands away

I dreamed my dearest came in my slumber
Lowlands, lowlands away me John
Her cheeks were wet, her eyes did weep
Lowlands away

She came to me at my bedside
Lowlands, lowlands away me John
All dressed in white, similar some off-white bride
Lowlands away

And bravely in her bosom fair
Lowlands, lowlands away me John
Her red, carmine rose, my love did wear
Lowlands away

She made no sound, no give-and-take she said
Lowlands, lowlands away me John
Then I knew my love was expressionless
Lowlands away

Then I awoke to hear the weep
Lowlands, lowlands away me John
Oh watch on deck
Oh watch, ahoy

Lowlands abroad

Oh were you ever in Roundstone Town?
Bonnie Lassie, Hieland Lassie
Were you ever in Roundstone Town?
My bonnie hieland lassie-o
I was oft in Roundstone Boondocks
Drinking milk and eating flour
Although I am a young maid
Come lately from my mammy-o

Were you lot ever in Mumbai,
Bonnie Lassie, Hieland Lassie
Were you e'er in Bombay,
My bonnie hieland lassie-o
I was often in old Bombay,
Drinking java and bohay
Although I am a immature maid
Come up lately from my mammy-o

Oh were you e'er in Quebec?
Bonnie Lassie, Hieland Lassie
Were you e'er in Quebec?
My bonnie hieland lassie-o
I was frequently in old Quebec
Stowing timber up on deck
Although I am a immature maid
Come lately from my mammy-o

And are you fit to sweep the floor?
Bonnie Lassie, Hieland Lassie
Are yous fit to sweep the floor?
My bonnie hieland lassie-o
I am fit to sweep the floor
As the lock is for the door
Although I am a young maid

Come lately from my mammy-o

As I walked downwardly the Broadway
1 evenin' in July
I met a maid who asked me merchandise
And a crewman John says I.

To Tiffany'south I took her
I did not mind expense
I bought her ii gold earrings
And they toll me 50 cents

(Chorus)
And abroad, you lot Santee
My dear Annie
O, you lot New York Girls
Can't you trip the light fantastic the Polka?

Says she, "Yous limejuice crewman
At present see me home you may"
But when we reached her cottage door
She this to me did say.

"My wink human he's a Yankee
With his hair cut short behind
He wears a pair of long body of water-boots
And he sails in the Blackball Line

(Chorus)

He's homeward jump this evenin'
And with me he will stay
And so go a move on, sailor-male child
Get crackin' on your style"

So I kissed her difficult and proper
Afore her flash man came
And fare ye well, me Bowery gal
I know your fiddling game

(Chorus)

I wrapped me glad rags around me
And to the docks did steer
I'll never courtroom some other maid
I'll stick to rum and beer

I joined a Yankee blood-boat
And sailed abroad next morning
Don't ever fool around with gals
You're safer off Cape Horn

(Chorus)

When first I landed in Liverpool I went upon the spree
Me hard earned greenbacks, well I spent it fast
Got drunk as drunk could be
And when me money information technology was all gone 'twas then I wanted more
Simply a man must exist blind to make up his mind and to become to bounding main once again

Once more, boys, again, go to body of water once more
But a homo must exist bullheaded to make up his listen and to go to sea once more

I spent the dark with Angeline too drunk to roll in bed
Me cloths was new and me money too, in the morning with them she fled
And every bit I rolled the streets about, the tarts they all did roar
And there goes Jack Strapp, the poor sailorlad, he must go to sea once more

Once more than, boys, once again, go to sea once again
And there goes Jack Strapp, the poor sailorlad, he must get to sea once more

And as I walked the streets about, I met old Rapper Dark-brown
I asked him then to have me in they looked at me with a frown
Says he final time you was paid off with me you chuck no score
But I'll take your advance and I'll give y'all a chance and I'll become to see once more than

One time more, boys, over again, go to body of water once more
'caused I'll accept your accelerate and I'll give y'all a take chances and I'll become to see over again

Come all you assuming crewman lads, and listen to me vocal
When you lot come up off them damn long trips, I'll tell y'all what goes wrong
Take my advice, drinkable no strong drinkable, don't go sleeping with whores
Get married instead, spend all night in bed and go to ocean no more than

No more, boys, no more, become to ocean no more
Go married instead, spend all night in bed and go to sea no more than

No more, boys, no more, go to body of water no more

Get married instead, spend all night in bed and go to sea no more

Oh, have you heard the news, me Johnny
I more than 24-hour interval
We're homeward jump tomorrow Johnny
1 more mean solar day
Only one more mean solar day, me Johnny
One more day
Oh, rock and roll me over
I more twenty-four hours

Don't y'all hear the old human growlin' Johnny
I more than day
Don't you hear the mate a howlin' Johnny
One more day
Merely i more than day, me Johnny
One more than day
Oh, stone and roll me over
One more mean solar day

Don't you hear the caps'n pawlin' Johnny
One more day
Don't you hear the pilot bawlin' Johnny
One more day
Merely one more day, me Johnny
One more solar day
Oh, rock and whorl me over
I more day

Only 1 more twenty-four hour period a-howlin' Johnny
Ane more day
Can't y'all hear the gals a-callin'
One more mean solar day
Only one more twenty-four hour period, me Johnny
1 more day
Oh, stone and gyre me over
One more mean solar day

But one more day a-rollin' Johnny
One more than day
Simply i more than solar day a-cursin'
Sing it!
One more than twenty-four hours
Just i more day, me Johnny
Ane more day
Oh, rock and coil me over
One more than day

No more than gales or heavy weather Johnny
Ane more mean solar day
Only 1 more day, me Johnny
One more day
Oh, rock and roll me over

1 more than twenty-four hour period

To me, Way-ay-ay Yah!
Nosotros'll pay Paddy Doyle for his boots!
To me, Manner-ay-ay Yah!
Nosotros'll all drink brandy and gin!

To me, Style-ay-ay Yah!
We'll all shave under the chin!
To me, Manner-ay-ay Yah!
We'll all throw muck at the melt!

To me, Way-ay-ay Yah!
The muddy ol' homo's on the poop!
To me, Fashion-ay-ay Yah!
Nosotros'll bouse her up and exist washed!

To me, Fashion-ay-ay Yah!

We'll pay Paddy Doyle for his boots!

It was cold and dreary forenoon in Dec (December)
And all of me money it was spent (spent, spent)
And where it went to, I can't call back (recollect)
So downward to the shipping office I went (off I went)

CHORUS:
Paddy lay back, (Paddy lay back)
Take in your slack (accept in your slack)
Take a turn around your capstan heave a pawl.
Nigh transport's stations, boys, boys exist handy (Handy!)
We're bound for Valparaiso 'round the horn

Well it seems there was a swell need for sailors (for sailors)
For the colonies, and for Frisco and for France (French republic, France)
Well, I shipped aboard the limey barque the Hotspur (the Hotspur)
And got legless drunk on my advance (my ad-vance)

CHORUS

Well, I joined her on a cold Dec morning time (morning)
A-flapping of me flippers to go on me warm (go along me warm)
With the south cone hoisted every bit a warning (a alert)
To stand up by the coming of a storm

CHORUS

Well, I woke up in the morn strong and sore boys (sore boys)
And I knew that I was outward bound over again (bound again)
And a voice come a-bawling at the door (door)
Lay aft men, and respond to your proper noun (to your name)

CHORUS

It was on the quarter deck when outset I seen 'em (seen 'em)
Such an ugly bunch I never seen earlier (seen before)
There was a bum and stiff from every quarter (quarter)
And information technology made my poor old centre feel ill and sore (sore, sore)

CHORUS

It'southward time to go now,
Haul abroad your anchor,
Booty away your anchor,
It's our sailing fourth dimension.

Get some sail upon her,
Haul away your halyards,
Booty away your halyards.
It'due south our sailing time.

Get her on her course now,
Haul abroad your foresheets,
Booty abroad your foresheets,
It's our sailing time.

Waves are surging nether,
Haul away downward Channel,
Haul away down Channel,
On the evening tide.

When your sailing's over,
Haul away for Heaven,
Haul away for Heaven,
God exist by your side.

It is time to go now,
Haul away your anchor,
Haul away your anchor,

It'due south our sailing fourth dimension.

"Your money, swain, is no object to me"
Pay Me the Money Down
Oh money down and money down
Pay me the money downward

I went for a prowl around the boondocks
Pay me the money downward
I there met a gal called Emerge Chocolate-brown
Pay me the money down

Oh I put me arm around her waist,
Pay me the coin downwards
She says, "Swain, you're in smashing haste."
Pay me the coin down

My price of dearest is half a crown
Pay me the coin down
An' money down, 'tis real coin downward.
Pay me the money downwards

Oh, the Yankee dollar some gits for their pay,
Pay me the coin down
Volition buy us rum for many a day,
Pay me the money downward

Oh, if I had silver dollars galore,
Pay me the money down
I'd pack me bags and stay on shore
Pay me the money down

I wisht I had x thousand pound,
Pay me the money down
I'd sail this old world, effectually an' around.
Pay me the coin down

I wisht I wuz Ol' Stormy's son,
Pay me the money down
I'd build a send o' a thousan' ton.
Pay me the money down

Nosotros'd stay at the ports where we wuz in,
Pay me the money down
Oh drinking' beer an' whiskey an' gin.
Pay me the money down

When the send it ties up an' the voyage is through,
Pay me the coin down
Oh I wants me pay, sir, every sou.

Pay me the money down

Now nosotros are ready to sheet for the Horn,
Counterbalance hey, roll and go!
Our boots and our clothes, boys, are all in the pawn,
To be rollicking randy dandy-O!

(Chorus)
Heave a pawl, O heave abroad!
Weigh hey, curl and become!
The ballast'due south on lath and the cable's all stored,
To exist rollicking randy smashing-O!

Presently we'll exist warping her out through the locks,
Weigh hey, roll and go!
Where the pretty young girls all come down in their frocks,
To be rollicking randy dandy-O!

(Chorus)

Come chest the bars, bullies, boost her away,
Counterbalance hey, roll and go!
Presently we'll exist rolling her down through the Bay,
To exist rollicking randy neat-O!

(Chorus)

There was a ship, she sailed to Spain
O ho, roll and go!
At that place was a ship came home again.
Tommy's on the topsail m!

And what do yous call back was in her hold?
O ho, coil and go!
There was diamonds, in that location was gold.
Tommy'due south on the topsail yard!

And what was in her lazarette?
O ho, curl and go!
Good split peas and bad bull meat.
Tommy's on the topsail 1000!

O, many a sailorman gets drowned,
O ho, curlicue and go!
Many a sailorman gets drowned.

Tommy'south on the topsail yard!

Oh! Emerge Brown, she'southward the gal for me boys
Roll, boys! Roll boys scroll!
Oh! Emerge Brown she's the gal for me, boys
Way high, Miss Emerge Brown!

We're jump away, 'way downward due south, boys,
Roll, boys! Whorl boys roll!
We're bound abroad, 'mode down south, boys,
Way high, Miss Emerge Brown!

It'due south downward to Trinidad to encounter Sally Brown boys,
Roll, boys! Whorl boys ringlet!
Down to Trinidad to run across Sally Brownish boys,
Fashion high, Miss Emerge Brown!

She's lovely on the foreyard, an' she'south lovely down beneath boys,
Roll, boys! Scroll boys curlicue!
She'south lovely 'crusade she loves me, that'south all I want to know boys,
Way loftier, Miss Sally Brown!

Ol' Captain Baker, how do you store yer cargo?
Curl Boys! Curl boys gyre!
Some I stow for'ard, boys, an' some I stow a'ter
Style high, Miss Sally Chocolate-brown

Forty fathoms or more below boys,
Roll, boys! Roll boys whorl!
There's forty fathoms or more than below boys,
Way high, Miss Sally Brown!

Oh, way loftier ya, an' up she rises,
Roll Boys! Whorl boys ringlet!
Way loftier ya, and the blocks is different sizes,
Fashion high, Miss Sally Brown!

Oh, 1 more than pull, don't ya hear the mate a-bawlin?
Coil, boys! Gyre boys roll!
Oh, one more pull, that's the end of all the hawlin'
Way high, Miss Emerge Dark-brown!

Emerge Brownish she's the gal for me boys,
Whorl, boys! Gyre boys curl!
Sally Brown she's the gal for me, boys,

Mode high, Miss Sally Dark-brown!

Equally I rolled out one mornin'
Away, you roller bowler!
Equally I rolled out one mornin'
I met a lady fair

(Chorus)
Timme, hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha
Good mornin', ladies all
Abroad, y'all roller bowler!
Timme, hey-rig-a-jig an' a ha-ha
Expert mornin', ladies all

The first time that I saw her
Abroad, you roller bowler!
The first time that I saw her,
that saucy gal of mine:

(Chorus)

Simply when she found that I was skint
Away, you roller bowler!
But when she found that I was skint
She left me standing there

(Chorus)

I squared me yards an' sailed abroad
Abroad, you roller bowler!
I squared me yards an' sailed away
An' to the ship I went

(Chorus)

She winked & flipped a flipper
Away, you roller bowler!
She winked & flipped a flipper
She thought I was a mate

(Chorus)

It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife
We whalermen undergo.
And we don't give a damn when the gale has stopped
How hard the winds did accident.
Where homeward bound tiss a one thousand sometime audio
With a adept ship, taut and free
And we don't give a damn when we drink our rum
With the girls of Old Maui.

Chorus:
Rolling downwards to Old Maui, me boys
Rolling downwardly to Old Maui
Nosotros're homeward jump from the Arctic ground
Rolling domicile to Old Maui.

One time more we sail with a northerly gale
Through the ice and air current and rain,
And coconut fronds, them tropical lands
Nosotros soon shall see again.
Six hellish months nosotros've passed away
On the common cold Kamchatka Body of water,
And now nosotros're bound from the Chill ground
Rolling down to Onetime Maui.

Chorus

And now we sail with a favouring gale
Towards our island habitation.
Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done,
And we ain't got far to roam.
Our stu'northward's'l bones is carried away
What care we for that sound?
A living gale is after us,
Thank God nosotros're homeward bound.

Chorus

Round the cor-ner an' abroad we'll go!
Circular the corner, Sally!
Round th' corner where them gals practice go,
Circular the corner, Sally!

Oh, Sally Brown she'due south the gal for me,
Circular the corner, Emerge!
She'south waitin' there by the mango tree,
Circular the corner, Sally!

She loves me skilful, she loves me long,
Round the corner, Sally!
She loves me hot, and she loves me strong
Round the corner, Emerge!

Was ye ever down in Kingston boondocks?
Circular the corner, Sally!
Where the gals all spend our money around?
Round the corner, Sally!

I wisht I had that gal in tow,
Round the corner, Sally!
I'd accept her in tow to Callyo.
Round the corner, Sally!

To Callyo we're bound to go,
Round the corner, Sally!
Around that corner where there'southward water ice an' snow
Round the corner, Sally!

So round 'er upwards an' stretch 'er luff,
Circular the corner, Sally!
I think past Gawd we've hauled enough!

Round the corner, Sally!

Running down to Cuba with a load of saccharide,
Counterbalance, me boys, to Cuba!
Make her run you, lime juice squeezes,
Running downward to Republic of cuba.

(Chorus)
Counterbalance, me boys, to Cuba!
Running down to Cuba.

O, I got a sis, she's nine anxiety tall,
Counterbalance, me boys, to Cuba!
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall,
Running down to Cuba.

(Chorus)

The helm he volition trim the sails,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Winging the water over the rails,
Running downwardly to Cuba.

(Chorus)

Requite me a gal can dance Fandango,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Round as a melon and sugariness as a mango,
Running down to Republic of cuba.

(Chorus)

Load this saccharide and home-ward go,
Weigh, me boys, to Cuba!
Mister mate, he told me so,
Running downward to Cuba.

(Chorus)

Bound abroad to leave you Shallow oh shallow brownish
Bound away to leave you
Shallow oh shallow brown

Shipped on lath a whaler
Shallow oh shallow brown
Shipped on board a whaler
Shallow oh shallow brown

Love you Juliana
Shallow oh shallow brownish
Dearest you Juliana
Shallow oh shallow chocolate-brown

Packet lives tomorrow
Shallow oh shallow brown
I go out you with peachy sorrow
Shallow oh shallow brown

Beyond the distant mountains
Shallow oh shallow chocolate-brown
find them crystal fountains
Shallow oh shallow brown

Shallow in the morning
Shallow oh shallow brown
Merely as the day is dawning
Shallow oh shallow brown

Bound abroad to leave you
Shallow oh shallow brown
Bound abroad to leave you

Shallow oh shallow brownish

The mate was drunkard and he went below to take a swig at his bottle o
(Chorus)
So early in the forenoon the sailor likes his bottle o
The bottle o, the bottle o, the sailor loves his bottle o

A bottle of rum, a bottle of gin, a canteen of Irish whiskey o
(Chorus)

The baccy o, tabaccy o, the sailor loves his baccy o
(Chorus)

A bundle of shag, a packet of cut, a plug of hard terbaccy o
(Chorus)

The lassies o, the maidens o, the sailor loves the judies o
(Chorus)

A lass from the 'pool, a girl from the Tyne, a chowlah so fine and corking o
(Chorus)

A bully rough house, a bully rough house, the sailor similar his rough business firm o
(Chorus)

Tread on me coat, and all hands in, a bully proficient crude and tumble o
(Chorus)

A sing song o, a sing vocal o, the sailor likes a sing song o
(Chorus)

A drinking vocal, a vocal of dear, a ditty of seas and shipmates o

(Chorus)

Good day and adieu to you lot, Spanish ladies,
Bye and bye to you, ladies of Spain,
For we've received orders for to sail for former England,
And we may never see you lot fair ladies again.

(Chorus)
Nosotros will rant and we'll roar similar truthful British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the common salt seas.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England,
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-5 leagues.

We hove our ship to, with the wind at sou'due west, boys
We hove our ship to, deep soundings to have.
'Twas 40-5 fathoms with a white sandy bottom,
So we squared our main yard and up channel did steer.

(Chorus)

Now let every human drink off his full bumper,
And let every man drink off his full glass,
Nosotros'll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy,
And here'due south to the wellness of each truthful-hearted lass!

(Chorus)

Oh, poor one-time Stormy's dead and gone
Tempest forth boys! Storm along John!
Oh, poor old Stormy's dead and gone
Ah-ha, come up along get along
Stormy forth John!

I dug his grave with a silvery spade
Storm forth boys! Storm along John!
I dug his grave with a silver spade
Ah-ha, come along go forth
Stormy forth John!

I lower'd him downwardly with a golden chain
Storm forth boys! Storm along John!
I lower'd him down with a golden concatenation
Ah-ha, come along get along
Stormy along John!

I carried him away to Montego Bay
Storm along boys! Tempest along John!
I carried him away to Montego Bay
Ah-ha, come along go along

Stormy along John!

Await ahead, look-astern
Look the conditions in the lee!
Blow loftier! Accident low! And then sailed we.
I see a wreck to windward,
And a lofty ship to lee!
A-sailing downwardly along
The coast of High Barbary

"O, are you a pirate
Or a homo o' war?" cried we.
Accident high! Blow low! And so sailed we.
"O no! I'm not a pirate
But a man-o-state of war," cried he.
A-sailing down along
The declension of High Barbary.

We'll back up our topsails
And heave vessel to.
Blow loftier! Blow low! So sailed we.
For we have got some letters
To be carried abode past you.
A-sailing downward along
The coast of High Barbary

For broadside, for broadside
They fought all on the main;
Blow high! Accident low! And so sailed nosotros.
Until at last the frigate
Shot the pirate'south mast away.
A sailing downward along
The declension of High Barbary

With cutlass and gun,
O nosotros fought for hours 3;
Accident high! Accident low! And so sailed we.
The send it was their coffin
And their grave information technology was the sea
A-sailing down along

The coast of High Barbary

A poor old man
Came riding past.
And we say and then,
And we know so.
O, a poor old homo
Came riding by,
O, poor old man.

Says I, "Old man,
Your equus caballus will die."
And nosotros say so,
And nosotros know so.
And if he dies
we'll tan his hide.
O, poor old homo.

And if he don't,
I'll ride him again.
And nosotros say so,
And we know so.
And I'll ride him
'Til the Lord knows when,
O, poor onetime man.

He's dead as a nail
In the lamp room door,
And we say then,
And we know so.
And he won't come
Worrying us no more
O, poor quondam man.

We'll use the hair of his tail
To sew our sails
And nosotros say so,
And we know then.
And the iron of his shoes
To brand deck nails,
O, poor former man.

Drop him downwardly
With a long long rope
And we say so,
And we promise so.
Where the sharks have his trunk
And the devil takes his soul!
O, poor old man.

In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
Mark well what I exercise say!
In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
And she was mistress of her trade.
I'll get no more a-roving with you fair maid!

(Chorus)
A roving, a roving,
Since roving'southward been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a roving,
With you fair maid!

I asked this maid to have a walk,
Marking well what I practise say!
I asked this maid out for a walk,
That we might have some private talk.
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

(Chorus)

And then a great big Dutchman rammed my bow,
Mark well what I do say!
For a great big Dutchman rammed my bow,
And said "Young man, dees ees meine frau!"
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

(Chorus)

So take fair warning boys from me,
Marking well what I do say!
So take fair warning boys from me
With other men's wives, don't brand too free
I'll go no more than a roving with y'all fair maid!

(Chorus)

O say was you ever in Rio Grande?
A-weigh, you lot Rio!
Information technology's in that location that the river brings down golden sand,
For we're bound for the Rio Grande

(Chorus)
And away, boys, away.
A-weigh, you lot Rio!
It's fare-you-well my bonny young girls
And nosotros're jump for the Rio Grande

It's fare well to you all the girls of the town.
A-weigh, you Rio!
You got our half-pay for to continue y'all effectually,
And we're leap for the Rio Grande!

(Chorus)

She's a deep h2o ship and a deep h2o crew.
A-weigh, you Rio!
You can go along to the coast but we're damned if we practice,
And we're bound for the Rio Grande!

(Chorus)

We was sick of the beach when our money was gone.
A-counterbalance, you Rio!
And sign in this parcel to drive her along,
And we're spring for the Rio Grande!

(Chorus)

Delight tell me, what is this sailboat's name?
The sailboat Malarkey.

Tell me at present what is this good gunkhole's proper noun?
It's the sailboat Malarkey.

Well now, me boys, we are bound out to ocean!
In the sailboat Malarkey.

O when volition Caroline come down to me?
In the sailboat Malarkey.

She's lovely aloft and she's lovely below.
Is the sailboat Malarkey.

Simply she'southward best on her back as y'all very well know!
That sailboat Malarkey.

Away, abroad in St George's Town,
In the sailboat Malarkey.

The rats come up batting the houses down,
Of the sailboat Malarkey.

I'd give the world boys and all that I know
In the sailboat Malarkey.

To turn and to roll with my Lucy-oh!
In the sailboat Malarkey.

You pick her upwardly, boys, and lay her downwardly,
In the sailboat Malarkey.

And hang on tight as she bounces effectually!

In the sailboat Malarkey.

Did you ever come across a wild goose
Sailing o'er the body of water?

Ranzo, Ranzo, weigh heigh!

They're just similar them pretty girls,
When they gets the notion.

Ranzo, Ranzo, counterbalance heigh!

The other morning
I was walking by the river.

Ranzo, Ranzo, weigh heigh!

When I saw a immature girl walking
With her topsails all a-quiver.

Ranzo, Ranzo, counterbalance heigh!

I said, "Pretty fair maid
And how are you this morning?"

Ranzo, Ranzo, counterbalance heigh!

She said none the better
for the seeing of you

Ranzo, Ranzo, weigh heigh!

The worst old ship that ever did sail,
Sailed out of Harwich on a windy day.

(Chorus)
And nosotros're waiting for the solar day,
Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the mean solar day
That we get our pay.

She was built in Roman time,
Held together with $.25 of twine

(Chorus)

Naught in the galley—null in the hold,
But the skipper'south turned in with a bag of golden.

(Chorus)

Off Orford Ness she sprang a leak,
Hear her poor old timbers creak.

(Chorus)

We pumped our way round scalby Ness,
When the wind backed round to the westward-nor'-west.

(Chorus)

Into the Humber and upwardly the town,
Pump you lot blighters—pump or drown.

(Chorus) x2

Oh, where am I to go, M'Johnnies, oh where am I to go?
Timme way hey hey, high roll and go.
Oh, where am I to go, M'Johnnies, oh where am I to become,
For I'chiliad a young sailor boy, and where am I to get?

Way up on that t'gallant chiliad, that'south where y'all're bound to get.
Timme mode hey hey, high whorl and get.
Oh, way up on that t'gallant yard, that's where you're bound to become.
For I'm a young sailor boy, and where am I to get?

Style up on that t'gallant yard and take the gans'l in.
Timme style hey hey, high scroll and get.
Oh, way up on that t'gallant yard and take the gans'50 in.
For I'one thousand a young sailor male child, and where am I to become?

You're bound away to Kingston boondocks, that's where yous're spring to go.
Timme mode hey hey, high roll and go.
You're bound away to Kingston town, that's where you're bound to become.

For I'm a young sailor male child, and where am I to go?

Whiskey is the life of man,
Whiskey, Johnny!
O, whiskey is the life of homo,
Whiskey for my Johnny O!

O, I drink whiskey when I can
Whiskey, Johnny!
Whiskey from an old tin can,
Whiskey for my Johnny O!

Whiskey gave me a cleaved nose!
Whiskey, Johnny!
Whiskey made me pawn my clothes,
Whiskey for my Johnny O!

Whiskey drove me around Cape Horn,
Whiskey, Johnny!
It was many a month when I was gone,
Whiskey for my Johnny O!

I idea I heard the old human being say:
Whiskey, Johnny!
I'll treat my crew in a decent way,
Whiskey for my Johnny O!

A glass of grog for every man!
Whiskey, Johnny!
And a bottle for the Chantey Man.

Whiskey for my Johnny O!

As we were a-fishing off Happisburgh light
Shooting and hauling and trawling all night

(Chorus)
In the windy quondam weather, stormy old atmospheric condition
When the wind blows we all pull together

When up jumped a herring, the Queen of the sea
Says "Now, sometime skipper, y'all cannot catch me"

(Chorus)

We sighted a Thresher-a-slashin' his tail
"Time at present Quondam Skipper to hoist upwards your sail"

(Chorus)

And up jumps a Slipsole equally potent as a horse
Says now, "Old Skipper, you're miles off course"

(Chorus)

And then forth comes a plaice, who's got spots on his side
Says "Non much longer, these seas you tin ride"

(Chorus)

Then up rears a conger, every bit long as a mile
"Wind's coming due east'ly" he says with a smile

(Chorus)

I call up what that these fishes are sayin' is right
We'll haul up our gear now an' steer for the light

(Chorus)

We'll heave him up an away we'll go
'Way, me Susiana!
We'll heave him up an away we'll get
We're all spring over the mounten!

We'll heave him upwards from down below
'Way, me Susiana!
This is where the cocks do crow.
We're all bound over the mounten!

And if we drown while nosotros are young,
'Way, me Susiana!
It's meliorate to drown than to await to be hung
We're all bound over the mounten!

Oh, growl ye may but go ye must,
'Way, me Susiana!
If ye growl also difficult yer caput they'll bust
We're all spring over the mounten!

Up sox, you cocks, hand her two blocks,
'Way, me Susiana!
An' become below to yer ol' ditty box
We're all bound over the mounten!

Oh, rock an milkshake 'er, 1 more drag
'Way, me Susiana!
Oh, bend yer duds an' pack yer purse

We're all bound over the mounten!

Trivia

• Ocean shanties are idea to have developed from naval work songs sung past the British and French navies. The first written reference to such songs emerged in the mid-16th century.
• The use of the term "bounding main shanties" in Assassin'southward Creed Iv: Blackness Flag and Assassin's Creed: Rogue is anachronistic. The term "sea shanty" as a naval work song did not develop until the early 19th century, where they were used aboard American merchant vessels. The likely etymologies of the word is the French chanter (to sing) or its English language cognatechant.
• Remixed and shortened versions of some the body of water shanties can be heard in Assassin'south Creed: Pirates.

Gallery

Edward Kenway chasing a shanty folio

References

• Assassinator's Creed Iv: Black Flag
• Assassinator'south Creed: Rogue

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Source: https://assassinscreed.fandom.com/wiki/Sea_shanties

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