TEN STONE - Track 1

I never seen the like since I been born
Way hey and a hilo
Jenny with a jib-boom hoein' up corn
Way hey and a roll and go

It's ten stone (ten stone)
Ten stone - the wind am over
Jenny get along, Jenny blow the horn
As we go marchin' over

The possum jump and the panther roar
Been dancin' this dolly since half past four

If the sun don't shine then the hens won't lay
And if you don't work then the boss won't pay

The gals they say, "you're a bunch of liars,"
"You're bound to hell for to feed them fires."

And if you drown while you are young
It's better to drown than to wait to be hung

We dig your ditch with a silver spade
Well there ain't no diggin' in a watery grave

HARD TIMES IN OLD VIRGINIA - Track 2

Oh, in old Virginia
Hard times in old Virginia
Oh, in old Virginia
Hard times in old Virginia

My old Missus is a rich old lady
Seven servants around her table

Oh, in old Virginia
Oh, in old Virginia

Seven servants around her table
Seven more to roll the baby around, sir

Oh, in old Virginia
Oh, in old Virginia

I've got a bucket and I'm going tomorrow
Fetch it to the well, gonna draw some water

Oh, in old Virginia
Oh, in old Virginia

Parch you corn and lay by the fire
Parch you corn and lay by the fire

Oh, in old Virginia
Oh, in old Virginia

HEAVE HER UP AND BUST HER - Track 3

Gather 'round, boys, now all hands
Heave her up, lads, heave her high!
Lean and heave her, all who can
Heave her up and bust her!

We'll say farewell to this fair town
We'll ship once more – she's outward bound

When we tow out and then let go
We'll point her nose from Buffalo

We take coal up or grain back down
And any damn load that can be found

The wind's nor'west and holding strong
Sheet 'er close, send her along

The girls are list'ning from the shore
Their welcome smiles we do adore

The girls, they wish we'd come ashore
An' it breaks their hearts when we pass their doors

The landlubbers sleep in their soft beds
While sailors are hauling to earn their bread

The landlubbers fill up on beefsteak and pie
While the grub they give sailors would make a saint die

Soon we'll leave the Lake Huron light
The stormy winds and sea to fight

DOWN TRINIDAD - Track 4

Oh tell me, master stevedore, how you stow your cargo?
Way, hey, sing Sunny Dore!
Tell me, master stevedore, how do you stow your cargo?
Bound down Trinidad, to look for Sunny Dore

Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway
Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway

Trinidad! Oh Trinidad! The lovely little harbor!
What will you do with Sunny Dore if ever you should find her?

Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway
Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway

Roll her in the grass, me boys, and all amongst the clover
Roll her in the grass, me boys, and all amongst the clover

Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway
Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway

Oh say, Mr. Barber, how you shave your customers?
Take 'em by their noses, and scrape them on their chinsieos!

Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway
Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway

Now stretch her luff, she's high enough, the end is just in sight boys
Hoist her high an' hoist her dry, come rock and roll me over

Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway
Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway

The ship's all right, the crew is tight, the ol' man's all in clover
The ship's all right, the crew is tight, the ol' man's all in clover

Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway
Booch free, me bully boys, and burtoned in the archway

GOODBYE, MY LOVER, GOODBYE - Track 5

A farmer boy stands on the deck
Good-bye, my lover, good-bye
He's eatin' peanuts by the peck
Good-bye, my lover, good-bye

Good-bye, aye, good-bye, my lads
Good-bye, my lover, good-bye

He should a'stayed with his mules and plow
He thinks the rudder's in the bow

He walks the deck with farmer's feet
He don't know a halyard from a sheet

He thinks himself a hell of a tar
As he pushes around a caps'n bar

When the night winds blow and the seas they roar
He'll curse the day he left the shore

When the green seas roll across our deck
He'll pray for the Lord to save his neck

When the old ship rolls all day 'n' night
It'll turn him green and blue and white

When he has to go aloft at night
He'll soil his drawers in his awful fright

He'll know aloft from down below
Before we sight old Buffalo

SCARBOROUGH FISHERMEN - Track 6

Here's to the fisher lad, bold as can be
Riding the swell on the cold Northern Sea
Ear to the sounder, eye on the scan
Scarborough fishermen on Northern ground

No weather's too rough when the net's never full
A friend of the wind and the old seagull
It's farewell to Mary, love, farewell to thee
Scarborough fishermen out on the sea

Southwards to Yarmouth, North past the Tyne
East to the Dogger Bank, the shoals for to find
It's night and day workin', fillin' our hold
The North Sea's the place where we dig for our gold

Prices are high, stocks getting low
More work on this deck, boys, than ever before
It's sodden all day, without any sleep
Scarborough fishermen out on the deep

Boy on the deck, how do you feel?
With your icein' and haulin', your nerves made of steel
It'll make you a man, you live a hard life
While you dream of your girl, of warm sheets and dark nights

Skipper's in the wheelhouse with a mountainous sea
Towering above, looking down upon me
Prepare for the crash, boys, no time to pray
Scarborough lads facing danger each day

Now the weeks over and we are done in
It's all back to Scarborough neat as a pin
With beer in our belly, no longer we'll roam
Scarborough fishermen on the way home

MOBILE BAY - Track 7

From Liverpool Town we've sailed away
John, come tell us as we haul away!
Outward bound at the break of day
John, come tell us as we haul away!
Aye, aye, haul aye
John, come tell us as we haul away!

Have you ever been down Mobile Bay?
A-Screwin' cotton all the day?
Aye, aye, haul aye

Yes, I've been down Mobile Bay
Screwin' cotton all the day
Aye, aye, haul aye

And what did you see in Mobile Bay?
Were the gals all free and gay?
Aye, aye, haul aye

Well, this I saw in Mobile Bay
Spankin' gal in a hammock lay
Aye, aye, haul aye

An' this flash gal was Saucy May
She was tall and fine and had lots to say
Aye, aye, haul aye

And what did you do in Mobile Bay?
Did you give that flash tart all yer pay?
Aye, aye, haul aye

Oh this I did in Mobile Bay
Courted this gal whose name was May
Aye, aye, haul aye

I married her in Mobile Bay
And lived there happy many a day
Aye, aye, haul aye

HILLS OF ISLE AU HAUT - Track 8

It's away and to the westward
Is a place a man should go
Where the fishing's always easy
They've got no ice or snow

But I'll haul down the sail
Where the bays come together
Bide away the days
On the hills of Isle au Haut

Now the Plymouth girls are fine
They put their hearts in your hand
And the Plymouth boys are able
First-class sailors every man

Now the trouble with Martir
You don't try her in a trawler
For those Bay of Biscay swells
They roll your head from off your shoulders

It's away and to the westward
Is a place a man should go
Where the fishing's always easy
They've got no ice or snow

Now the winters drive you crazy
And the fishing's hard and slow
You're a damn fool if you stay
But there's no better place to go

The girls of Cascais
They are strong across the shoulder
They don't give a man advice
They don't want to cook his supper

THE TWENTY-THIRD OF MARCH - Track 9

On the twenty-third of March, me boys
We hoisted our topsails
Cryin' heaven above protect us
From a fearsome icy gale
We never was downhearted
Nor let our courage fail
But we bore away up to Greenland
To catch the Greenland whale, brave boys
To catch the Greenland whale

And when we come to Greenland
Where the bitter winds did blow
We tacked up all out in the North
Amongst the frost and snow
Our finger tops was freezing off
Likewise our toenails
As we crawled them decks, me boys
Looking out for the Greenland whales
Looking out for the Greenland whales

And when we come to the Davis Straits
Where the mountains flowed with snow
We tacked about all in the North
Till we heard a whale fish blow
And when we catch this whale, brave boys
Homeward we will steer
We'll make them valleys for to ring
While we're drinking of strong beer
We'll make them lofty alehouses
In London town to roar
And when our money it is all gone
To Greenland go for more, brave boys
To Greenland go for more

JIGS - CONNIE THE SAILOR/THE ROLLING WAVE - Track 10

SWING YOUR TAIL - Track 11

Swing your tail, and a-swing your tail
Mind how you swing your tail
Swing last night and the night before
Mind how you swing your tail

One day the blackbird said to the crow
"What makes you love your farmer so?"

"That's my trade since I've been born"
Scratching and a-digging up the farmer's corn"

Swing your tail in the afterhold
Swing last night and the night before

And when we gets to the Liverpool docks
Them pretty gals will come in flocks

And one to the other you'll hear 'em say
Here comes Johnny with two year's pay

So now our payday soon will come
Up Paradise Street we'll have good fun

Sing and heave an' heave an' sing
Heave and make them handspikes spring

Breast yer bars an' bend yer backs
Heave an' make yer spare ribs crack

A John he is true to his Sal an' his Sue
So long as he's able to keep 'em in view

MORLAIX BRIDGE - Track 12

A-crossing Morlaix Bridge today
Haul away, old fellow away
I met sweet Helen on my way
Haul away, old fellow away

I touched my cap the sailor's way
She smiled as bright as summer's day

Her smiles she gives – and well she may
For she's a lady, rich and gay

Her father draws a captain's pay
Poor sailor's girl she'll never be

For us, the whores that walk the street
Who lie and steal, and make you kill

I've gone adrift, cast all away
My grave will be the open sea

My eyes are misty with the spray
Drink to her beauty, boys, I say

Drink up, my lads, we're on our way
We're hoisting sail – and we don't pay

HOMEWARD BOUND - Track 13

We're going away to leave you now
Good-bye, fare you well. Goodbye, fare you well
We're going away to leave you now
Hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound
Then give me the girl with the bonny brown curl
Good-bye, fare you well. Goodbye, fare you well
Your hair of nut brown is the talk of the town
Then hurrah, my boys, we're homeward bound

We're homeward bound, I heard them say
We're homeward bound with nine month's pay
Our anchor we'll weigh and our sails we will set
The friends we are leaving we leave with regret

Oh, fare you well, we're homeward bound
We'll heave away till our anchor is found
So fare you well, my Rosy Nell
Oh, fare you well, for I wish you well

Oh, Rosy Nell, I'm under your spell
And when far away, I'll wish you well
Your lips cherry red and your hair to your waist
Will long be remembered, though leaving in haste

Then fill up your glasses for those who were kind
And drink to the girls we are leaving behind
So good-bye to Sally and good-bye to Sue
And those who are listening, good-bye to you

We're homeward bound across the sea
We're homeward bound with sugar and tea
We're homeward bound and the wind's blowing fair
There'll be many true friends to greet us there

Then good-bye Surabaya, our anchor's aweigh
We'll sheet home the topsails before it's "Belay!"
We'll brace her up sharp and we'll board our main tack
'Twill be a long time before we get back

THE SAILOR LADDIE - SONG AND MARCH - Track 14

I've been east and I've been west
And I've been in Dundee
But the bonniest lad that ever I saw
He ploughs the raging sea

Awa' with the sailor laddie, awa' with him I'll go
Awa' with the sailor laddie, awa' with him I'll go

I've been east and I've been west
And I've been in Montrose
But the bonniest lad that e'er I saw
He wears the tarry clothes

He skips upon the plainsteens?
And he sails upon the sea
And he's the bonny sailor lad
The lad that I gang wi'

His jacket's o' the bonny blue
His jersey's of the white
And he's a curly kep with a tinsel band
That sailor's my delight

I saw me lad, he gang aboot
I saw me lad set sail
I saw him turn his ship aboot
Awa' to catch the whale

He bade me, aye, keep up me heart
He bade me may be dull
He bade me, aye, keep up me heart
Till he tak me tae himself

TWO JOLLY FISHERMEN - Track 15

We are two jolly fishermen (first singer)
We are two jolly fishermen (second singer)
We are two jolly fishermen (both singers)
While the merry, merry bells do ring (both singers)

Make haste, make haste (first singer)
You'll be too late (second singer)
What fish, my dear? (first singer)
I cannot wait (second singer)
Come buy a broil of herring (both singers)
Me bonny silver herring (both singers)
Mind how I sell them (both singers)
While the merry, merry bells do ring (both singers)

We sell them three for four pence
We sell them three for four pence
We sell them three for four pence
While the merry, merry bells do ring

We cast our nets into the sea
We cast our nets into the sea
We cast our nets into the sea
While the merry, merry bells do ring

Come buy my silver herring
Come buy my silver herring
Come buy my silver herring
While the merry, merry bells do ring

With white and speckled bellies
With white and speckled bellies
With white and speckled bellies
While the merry, merry bells do ring

Fresh fish I have to sell to you
Fresh fish I have to sell to you
Fresh fish I have to sell to you
While the merry, merry bells do ring

Fine fish to fill your bellies
Fine fish to fill your bellies
Fine fish to fill your bellies
While the merry, merry bells do ring

PULL DOWN BELOW - Track 16

I went to church and I went to chapel
Pull down below!
I went to church and I went to chapel
Pull down below!