4 5
1
5
And the
ocean's waves do roll and the stormy winds do blow
1
4
1
And we
poor sailors are skipping to the top
4
5
1
1-7
While
the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
4
5
1
While
the landlubbers lie down below
And
up spoke the captain of our gallant ship
And a fine
spoken man was he
Sayin this
fishy mermaid has warned me of our doom
We shall
sink to the bottom of the sea
Then
up spoke the mate of our gallant ship
And fine
young lad was he
I have me
a wife in Salem by the sea
And tonight
a widow she will be
And
up spoke the cook of our gallant ship
And a crazy
old butcher was he
Saying I
care much more for my pots and my pans
Than I do
for the bottom of the sea
Then
three times around spun our gallant ship
And three
times around spun she
Three times
around spun our gallant ship
And she
sank to the bottom of the sea
