1. It was Friday morn when we set sail|
And we were not far from the land
When our captain spied a Mermaid so fair
With a comb and a glass in her hand.
And the ocean waves may roll
And the stormy winds may blow, May Blow!
And we poor sailors come skipping to the top
While the land lubbers lie down below below below
While the land lubbers lie down below.
2. Then up spoke the Captain of our gallant ship
And a fine spoken man was he
Saying "I have a wife in Brooklyn by the sea
And tonight a widow she will be."
3. Then up spoke the cabin boy of our gallant ship|
And a brave young lad was he
"Oh I have a sweetheart in Salem by the sea
And tonight she'll be weepin' for me"
4. Then up spoke the cook of our gallant ship
And a crazy old butcher was he
"I care much more for my pots and my pans
Than I do for the bottom of the sea."
5. Then three times round spun our gallant ship
And three times round spun she
Three times round spun our gallant ship
And she sank to the bottom of the sea.
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