Lyrics

It was Friday morn when we set sail
And we were not far from the land
When our captain he spied a mermaid so fair
With a comb and a glass in her hand

Chorus:
Oh the ocean waves do roll
And the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors are skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
While the landlubbers lie down below

Up spoke the captain of our gallant ship
And a brave old skipper was he
This fishy mermaid has warned me of our doom
We shall sink to the bottom of the sea

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Up spoke the first mate of our gallant ship
And a fine old sailor was he
I have me a wife in Plymouth by the sea
And tonight she a widow will be

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Then up spoke the cabin boy of our gallant ship
And a brave young sailor was he
Oh I have me a sweetheart in Salem by the sea
And tonight she’ll be weeping for me

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Up spoke the cook of our gallant ship
And crazy old butcher was he
“I care much more for my pots and my pans
than I do for the bottom of the sea

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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

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