COME ALL YE YOUNG SAILORMEN

Come All Ye Young Sailormen

1. Come, all ye young sailormen, listen to me,
I’ll sing you a song of the fish of the sea.
Then blow, ye winds, westerly, westerly blow,
We’re bound to the south’ard so steady she goes.

2. Oh, first came the whale, the biggest of all;
He clumb up aloft and let every sail fall.
Then blow, ye winds, westerly, westerly blow,
We’re bound to the south’ard so steady she goes.

3. And next came the mack’rel with his strip-ed back;
He hauled aft the sheets and boarded each tack.
Then blow, ye winds, westerly, westerly blow,
We’re bound to the south’ard so steady she goes.