Jack the Guinea Pig |
When the anchor's weigh'd and the ship's unmoored, And the landsmen lag behind, sir, The sailor joyful skips aboard, And, swearing, prays for a wind, sir! Towing here, Yehoing there, Steadily, readily, Cheerily, merrily, Still from care and thinking free, Is a sailor's life at sea.
2. When we sail with a fresh'ning breeze,
3. When the wind at night whistles o'er the deep, |
4. When the sky grows black and the wind blows hard, And the landsmen skulk below, sir, Jack mounts up to the top-sail yard, And turns his quid as he goes, sir! Hauling here, Bawling there, Steadily, readily, etc.
5. When the foaming waves run mountains high,
6. When the ship, d'ye see, becomes a wreck, |