1. |
Spanish Ladies
03:27
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Farewell and adieu to you, Spanish Ladies,
Farewell and adieu to you, ladies of Spain ;
For we have received orders to sail for old England
But we hope in a short time to see you again.
We will rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt seas.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England ;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.
We hove our ship to with the wind from sou'west, boys,
We hove our ship to, deep soundings to take ;
'Twas forty-five fathoms, with a white sandy bottom
So we squared our main yard and up channel did make.
We will rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt seas.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England ;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.
The first land we sighted was calléd the Dodman,
Next Rame Head off Plymouth, Start, Portland and Wight ;
We sailed by Beachy, by Fairlight and Dover
And then we bore up for the South Foreland light.
We will rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt seas.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England ;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.
Then the signal was made for the grand fleet to anchor,
And all in the Downs that night for to lie ;
Let go your shank painter, let go your cat stopper
Haul up your clewgarnets, let tacks and sheets fly !
We will rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt seas.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England ;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.
Now let ev'ry man drink off his full bumper,
And let ev'ry man drink off his full glass ;
We'll drink and be jolly and drown melancholy
And here's to the health of each true-hearted lass.
We will rant and we'll roar like true British sailors,
We'll rant and we'll roar all on the salt seas.
Until we strike soundings in the channel of old England ;
From Ushant to Scilly is thirty-five leagues.
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Safe and sound at home again, let the waters roar, Jack!
Safe and sound at home again, let the waters roar, Jack!
Long we've tossed on the rolling main,
Now we're safe ashore, 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?
Long we've tossed on the rolling main,
Now we're safe ashore, Jack!
Don't forget yer old shipmate,
Faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
We have worked the self-same gun, quarterdeck division,
Sponger I and loader you, through the whole commission !
Long we've tossed on the rolling main,
Now we're safe ashore, Jack!
Don't forget yer old shipmate,
Faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
Oftentimes have we laid out, toil nor danger fearing,
Tugging out the flapping sail to the weather earring!
Long we've tossed on the rolling main,
Now we're safe ashore, Jack!
Don't forget yer old shipmate,
Faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
When the middle watch was on, and the time went slow, boy,
Who could choose a rousing stave, who like Jack or Joe, boy?
Long we've tossed on the rolling main,
Now we're safe ashore, Jack!
Don't forget yer old shipmate,
Faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
There she swings, an empty hulk, not a soul below now,
Number seven starboard mess misses Jack and Joe now!
Long we've tossed on the rolling main,
Now we're safe ashore, Jack!
Don't forget yer old shipmate,
Faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
But the best of friends must part, fair or foul the weather,
Hand yer flipper for a shake, now a drink together!
Long we've tossed on the rolling main,
Now we're safe ashore, Jack!
Don't forget yer old shipmate,
Faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
Long we've tossed on the rolling main,
Now we're safe ashore, Jack!
Don't forget yer old shipmate,
Faldee raldee raldee raldee rye-eye-doe!
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3. |
Pique la baleine
03:34
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Pour retrouver ma douce amie
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Pour retrouver ma douce amie
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Pique la baleine, joli baleinier
Pique la baleine, je veux naviguer.
Aux mille mers j'ai navigué.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Aux mille mers j'ai navigué.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Pique la baleine, joli baleinier
Pique la baleine, je veux naviguer.
Des mers du nord aux mers du sud.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Des mers du nord aux mers du sud.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Pique la baleine, joli baleinier
Pique la baleine, je veux naviguer.
Je l'ai retrouvée quand j'm'ai noyé.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Je l'ai retrouvée quand j'm'ai noyé.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Pique la baleine, joli baleinier
Pique la baleine, je veux naviguer.
Dans les grands fonds, elle m'espérait.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Dans les grands fonds, elle m'espérait.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Pique la baleine, joli baleinier
Pique la baleine, je veux naviguer.
Tous deux ensemble on a pleuré.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Tous deux ensemble on a pleuré.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Pique la baleine, joli baleinier
Pique la baleine, je veux naviguer.
En couple à elle, j'm'suis couché.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
En couple à elle, j'm'suis couché.
Oh mes boués, ouh là ouh là là.
Pique la baleine, joli baleinier
Pique la baleine, je veux naviguer.
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4. |
Sur le pont de Morlaix
04:24
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C'est en passant sur l'pont d'Morlaix (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
La belle Hélène j'ai rencontrée
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Bien humblement j'l'ai saluée (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
D'un beau sourire elle m'a r'mercié
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Mais j'ai bien vu qu'c'est charité (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Car c'est une dame de qualité
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
C'est une fille de cap'taine nantais (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
A matelot ne s'ra jamais
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Pour nous sont les garces des quais (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Qui volent, qui mentent, qui font tuer
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Je n'étale plus, j'vais tout larguer (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
J'vais faire mon trou dans la salée
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Mat'lot mon coeur est embrumé (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Buvons quand même à sa beauté
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Encore un coup pour étarquer (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
Hisse le grand foc, tout est payé
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
C'est en passant sur l'pont d'Morlaix (bis)
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
La belle Hélène j'ai rencontrée
Haul a way ! Old fellow a way !
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5. |
Maid of Amsterdam
03:16
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In Amsterdam there lived a Maid
Mark well what I do say
In Amsterdam there lived a maid
And she was mistress of her trade
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
A roving, a roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid!
I met this fair maid after dark
Mark well what I do say
I met this fair maid after dark
And took her to her favorite park.
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
A roving, a roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid!
I took this fair maid for a walk
Mark well what I do say
I took this fair maid for a walk
And we had such a loving talk
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
A roving, a roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid!
I put my hand upon her knee
Mark well what I do say
I put my hand upon her knee
She said, "Young man you're rather free!"
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
A roving, a roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid!
I put my hand upon her thigh
Mark well what I do say
I put my hand upon her thigh
She said, "Young man you're rather high!"
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
A roving, a roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid!
She swore that she'd be true to me
Mark well what I do say
She swore that she'd be true to me
But spent me money fast and free
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
A roving, a roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid!
And when I got back home from sea
Mark well what I do say
And when I got back home from sea
A soldier had her on his knee.
I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
A roving, a roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid!
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6. |
My Son John
02:47
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My son John was tall and slim
And he had a leg for every limb.
But now he's got no legs at all
For he ran a race with a cannonball!
Timmy roo dum da
Faddle riddle da,
whack for the riddle timmy roo dam da!
Oh were ya deaf or were ya blind
When ya left yer two fine legs behind.
Or was it sailing on the sea
Wore yer two fine legs right down to your knee
Timmy roo dum da
Faddle riddle da,
whack for the riddle timmy roo dam da!
I was not deaf I was not blind
When I left my two fine legs behind.
Nor was I sailing on the sea
Wore me two fine legs right down to me knee!
Timmy roo dum da
Faddle riddle da,
whack for the riddle timmy roo dam da!
But I was tall and I was slim
And I had a leg for every limb.
But now I've got no legs at all
They were both shot away by a cannonball!
Timmy roo dum da
Faddle riddle da,
whack for the riddle timmy roo dam da!
Timmy roo dum da
Faddle riddle da,
whack for the riddle timmy roo dam da!
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7. |
Roll The Old Chariot
04:12
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A drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
A drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
A drop of Nelson’s blood wouldn’t do us any harm,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll be alright if the wind is in our sails,
We’ll be alright if the wind is in our sails,
We’ll be alright if the wind is in our sails,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll be alright if we make it round the horn,
We’ll be alright if we make it round the horn,
We’ll be alright if we make it round the horn,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
A bowl of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
A bowl of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
A bowl of Irish stew wouldn’t do us any harm,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
Another glass of whiskey wouldn’t do us any harm,
Another glass of whiskey wouldn’t do us any harm,
Another glass of whiskey wouldn’t do us any harm,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
Another night ashore wouldn’t do us any harm,
Another night ashore wouldn’t do us any harm,
Well another night ashore wouldn’t do us any harm,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
We’ll roll the old chariot along,
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old…
We’ll roll the old…
We’ll roll the old…
And we’ll all hang on behind!
We’ll roll the old…
We’ll roll the old…
We’ll roll the old…
And we’ll all hang on behind!
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8. |
Rolling Down To Old Maui
04:00
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It’s a rough tough life, full of toil and strife
We whalers undergo.
And we don’t give a damn when the gale is done
How hard the winds do blow.
So we’re homeward bound! ‘Tis a damn fine sound
with a good ship taut and free,
And we don’t give a damn when we drink our rum
With the girls on old Maui.
Rolling down to old Maui, my boys,
Rolling down to old Maui.
We’re homeward bound from the arctic ground
Rolling home to old Maui.
Once more we sail with a northerly gale
Through the ice and sleet and rain.
And them coconut fronds in them tropic isles
We soon shall see again.
Six hellish months have passed away
In the cold Kamchatka sea,
And now we’re bound from the arctic ground,
Rolling down to old Maui.
Rolling down to old Maui, my boys,
Rolling down to old Maui.
We’re homeward bound from the arctic ground
Rolling home to old Maui.
We’ll heave the lead where old Diamondhead
Loose up on old Wahoo.
Our mast and yards are sheated with ice
And our decks are hidden from view.
Ah, the horrid tiles of the sea-cut ice
Now the deck the Arctic Sea
Are miles behind in the frozen wind
When we steer for old Maui.
Rolling down to old Maui, my boys,
Rolling down to old Maui.
We’re homeward bound from the arctic ground
Rolling home to old Maui.
How warm the breeze of the tropic seas
Now the ice is far astern,
And them Hawaiian maids on them island glades
Are awaiting our return.
And their big black eyes even now look out
Hoping someday they will see
Our baggy sails running ‘fore the gales
Rolling down to old Maui.
Rolling down to old Maui, my boys,
Rolling down to old Maui.
We’re homeward bound from the arctic ground
Rolling home to old Maui.
Once more we sail with a favourable gale
Aye, towards our island home.
Our mainmast sprung, our whaling done,
And we ain’t got far to roam.
Our studs’l booms are carried away
What care we for that sound?
A living gale is after us,
Thank God we’re homeward bound!
Rolling down to old Maui, my boys,
Rolling down to old Maui.
We’re homeward bound from the arctic ground
Rolling home to old Maui.
And now we are anchored in the bay
With Kanakas all around
With chats and stuff, aloha way
They greet us homeward bound.
And now ashore we’ll have good fun
We’ll paint them beaches red
Lying in the arms of Hawaiian maids
With a big fat aching head!
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9. |
Santy Anno
03:28
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Santy Anno gained the day
Away Santy Anno
Santy Anno gained the day
All on the plains of Mexico
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
Nassau girls ain’t got no combs
Away Santy Anno
They comb their hair with a kipper backbone
All on the plains of Mexico
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
Them yaller girls I do adore
Away Santy Anno
With their shinin' eyes and their cold black hair
All on the plains of Mexico
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
Why do them yaller girls love me so ?
Away Santy Anno !
Because I won't tell them all I know.
All on the plains of Mexico !
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
When I was a young man in me prime
Away Santy Anno
I knocked them scouse girls two at a time
All on the plains of Mexico
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
Skipper likes whiskey, the maid likes rum
Away Santy Anno
The crew likes both, but we can't have none
All on the plains of Mexico
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
Times is hard and the wages low
Away Santy Anno
It's time for us to roll and go
All on the plains of Mexico
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
Santy Anno gained the day
Away Santy Anno
Santy Anno gained the day
All on the plains of Mexico
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
Mexico, oh Mexico
Away Santy Anno
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico
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10. |
Randy Dandy Oh
03:22
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Now we are ready to head for the Horn,
Way, hey, roll an' go!
Оur boots an' our clothes boys are all in the pawn,
To me, rollickin' randy dandy О!
Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,
Way, hey, roll and go!
The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,
To me, rollickin' randy dandy О!
Man the stout caps'n and heave with a will,
Way, hey, roll and go!
Soon we'll be drivin' her 'way down the hill.
To me, rollickin' randy dandy О!
Soon we'll be warping her out through the locks,
Way hey, roll and go!
where the pretty young girls all come down in flocks
To me, rollickin' randy dandy О!
We're outward bound for Vallipo Bay
Way hey, roll and go!
Get crackin' me lads, 'tis a hell of a way.
To me, rollickin' randy dandy О!
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11. |
Quinze marins
03:42
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Quinze marins sur le bahu du mort ;
Yop là ho une bouteille de rhum !
A boire et l'diable avait réglé leur sort ;
Yop là ho et une bouteille de rhum !
Quinze marins sur le bahu du mort ;
Yop là ho une bouteille de rhum !
A boire et l'diable avait réglé leur sort ;
Yop là ho et une bouteille de rhum !
John long Silver a pris le commandement
des marins, et vogue la galère.
Il tient ses hommes comme il tient le vent
Tout le monde a peur de John Long Silver !
Quinze marins sur le bahu du mort ;
Yop là ho une bouteille de rhum !
A boire et l'diable avait réglé leur sort ;
Yop là ho et une bouteille de rhum !
C'est lui le second du corsaire
Le capitaine Flint en colère
Est revenu du royaume des morts
Pour hanter la cache au trésor
Quinze marins sur le bahu du mort ;
Yop là ho une bouteille de rhum !
A boire et l'diable avait réglé leur sort ;
Yop là ho et une bouteille de rhum !
Essaie un peu de le contrecarrer,
Et tu iras où d'autres sont allés !
Quèqu's'uns aux vergues et quèq's'uns par d'sus bord,
Tout le monde pour nourrir les poissons d'abord !
Quinze marins sur le bahu du mort ;
Yop là ho une bouteille de rhum !
A boire et l'diable avait réglé leur sort ;
Yop là ho et une bouteille de rhum !
Tous finiront par danser la gigue
La corde au cou au quai des pendus !
Toi John Forest et toi John Merwig
Si près du gibet qu'j'en ai l'cou tordu !
Quinze marins sur le bahu du mort ;
Yop là ho une bouteille de rhum !
A boire et l'diable avait réglé leur sort ;
Yop là ho et une bouteille de rhum !
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12. |
Drunken Sailor
03:21
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What shall we do with a drunken sailor,
What shall we do with a drunken sailor,
What shall we do with a drunken sailor,
Early in the morning?
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
Early in the morning.
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Put/chuck him in the long boat 'til he's sober.
Put/chuck him in the long boat 'til he's sober.
Put/chuck him in the long boat 'til he's sober.
Early in the morning.
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe bottom,
Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe bottom,
Stick him in a scupper with a hosepipe bottom,
Early in the morning.
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Early in the morning!
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter,
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter,
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter,
Early in the morning.
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Early in the morning!
That’s what we’ll do with a drunken sailor,
That’s what we’ll do with a drunken sailor,
That’s what we’ll do with a drunken sailor,
Early in the morning!
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Weigh heigh and up she rises,
Early in the morning!
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