Santiana gained that day
Away! Santiano!
Santiana gained that day
All on the plains of Mexico.

Mexica, ah Mexica
Away! Santiano!
Mexico is a place I know
All on the plains of Mexico.

Them yellow girls I do adore
Away! Santiano!
With their shinin' eyes and their coal black hair
All on the plains of Mexico.

The yellow girls they love me so
Away! Santiano!
Because I won't tell em all I know
All on the plains of Mexico.

Them Liverpool girls don't use no comb
Away! Santiano!
They combs their hair with the kipper back bone
All on the plains of Mexico.

When I was a young man in my prime
Away! Santiano!
I'd knock those scouse girls five at a time
All on the plains of Mexico.

The times is hard and the wage is low
Away! Santiano!
It's time for us to roll and go
All on the plains of Mexico.

Oh was you ever on the Congo River
Blow boys blow!
Black Fever makes a white man shiver
Blow me bullyboys blow!

A Irish ship came down the river
Blow boys blow!
Her masts and yards they shone like silver
Blow me bullyboys blow!

Chorus And blow me boys and blow forever
Blow boys blow!
Why blow me down the Congo River
Blow me bullyboys blow!

And Yonder comes the Arrow packet
Blow boys blow!
She fires her guns can't you hear the racket
Blow me bullyboys blow!

Who do you think was the skipper of her
Blow boys blow!
Why Bully Hayes the sailor of her
Blow me bullyboys blow!

Chorus And blow me boys and blow forever
Blow boys blow!
Why blow me down the Congo River
Blow me bullyboys blow!

What do think she had for cargo
Blow boys blow!
Why black sheep that had run the embargo
Blow me bullyboys blow!

And what do you think they had for dinner
Blow boys blow!
Why a Frenchman's heart and a Scotsman's liver
Blow me bullyboys blow!

Chorus And blow me boys and blow forever
Blow boys blow!
Why blow me down the Congo River
Blow me bullyboys blow!

I served me time on the Black Ball line
To me way-aye-aye, hurray-ah
In the Black Ball line I served me time
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line

The Black Ball Line is good and true
The Black Ball Line for me and you

I am a gunner on the Black Ball Line
My Twenty-Four pounders all in line

With eighteen guns we turned about
With one broadside we put her down

We robbed her blind as she went down
Now it's back to port and back to town

Eighteen knots with the wind about
Stand by your lanyards fore and aft

Just take a trip to Liverpool
To Liverpool, that damn cesspool

As we were sailing all on the salt sea,
We hadn't been gone months but two or three,
When we saw ten sail, ten sail of Turks,
All men of war, full as big as we.

"Haul down your colors, you English dogs!
Haul down your colors, do not refuse.
Haul down your colors, you English dogs
Or your precious lives you will lose!"

Our captain being a valiant man,
And well-bespoken a man was he:
"Let it never be said we died like dogs,
For we will fight most manfully!"

"Go up aloft, you cabin boys,
And mount the mainmast topsail high,
For to spread the news to King George's fleet
That we'll run the risk or else we'll die!"

Now the fight began about six in the morn,
And on to the setting of the sun.
And at the rise of the next dawn,
Where we saw ten ships we couldn't see but one.

As three we sank and three we burned,
And three we caused to run away,
And one we towed to Portsmouth harbour,
For to let them know that we had won the day.

If anyone then should then enquire
As toour gallant captain's name,
Captain Wellfounder was our commander
And the Royal Oak was our ship by name.

Our ship sailed out from Portsmouth town
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho
It was a gallant ship both fore and aft
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho

And bring her about with a heave and a ho
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho

A pirate crew with a captain bold
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho
Seeking ship full of silver and gold
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho

There's a gale a-brewing so bring her about
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho

With Captain Thompson at her wheel
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho
We took all ships with shot and steel
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho

And point her bow into the gale
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho

We turned to port with gold in store
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho
As we neared the rock the main sail tore
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho

The gale is here God save us now
Boys, roll me hearties, Heave Ho

"We're lost me boys" the pilot said
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho
We're goin' down we'll all be dead
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho

With a terrible crash he broke in two
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho

There're bones in the bottom as white as snow
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho
In the embrace of Davy Jones
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho
Roll me hearties, Heave Ho

That pirate crew all roasts in Hell
Now, roll me hearties, Heave Ho

Roll me hearties Heave-HO!

"Oh Mrs. McGraw," the captain said,
"Would you like to make a pirate out of your son, Ted?
With a scarlet cloak and a fine cocked hat,
Mrs. McGraw wouldn't you like that?"

With me too-rye-ay Foddle-diddle-day
Toorye oorye oorye-ay
With me toorye-ay Foddle diddle day
Toorye oorye oorye-ay

Now Mrs. McGraw lived on the seashore
For the space of seven long years or more
She spied a ship coming into the bay
"This is my son Teddy could you clear the way."

Now my dear captain wherever ye been
Have ye been out sailin on the Mediterean
Have you any news of my son Ted
Is the poor guy livin or is he dead

Then up steps Ted without any legs
And in their place there were two wooden pegs
She kissed him a dozen times or two
Saying "Holy Moses, it couldn't be you?"

"Now was you drunk or was you blind
When you left your two fine legs behind?
Or was it walking on the sea
That tore your legs from the knees away?"

"No I wasn't drunk. No I wasn't blind
When I left my two fine legs behind.
A big cannon ball on the fifth of May
Tore my two fine legs from the knees away."

"Now Teddy, my boy" the old widow cried
"Your two fine legs were your mommy's pride
"The stumps" said she "won't do at all
Why didn't you run from the big cannonball?"

"Now foreign wars, I do profane
Against Don John and the King of Spain
I'd rather have me Teddy as he used to be
Than the king of France and the whole Navy."

In South Australia I was born!
Heave away! Haul away!
South Australia round Cape Horn!
Bound for South Australia!

Haul away, you rolling king,
(Tell me) Heave away! (Tell me) Haul away!
All the way you'll hear me sing
We're bound for South Australia!

As I walked out one morning fair,
It's there I met Miss Nancy Blair.

I rubb-ed her up, I rubb-ed her down,
I rubb-ed her round all London town.

The only thing that grieves me mind,
Is leaving Nancy Blairs behind.

If you ever go wallopin round Cape Horn,
You'll wish to Christ you'd never been born!

And it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
It's all for me beer and tobacco
Well I spent all me tin with the lassies drinking gin
Far across the western ocean I must wander

Where are me boots, me noggy, noggy boots?
They're all gone for beer and tobacco
For the toe is worn out and the heel is knocked about
And the sole is looking out for better weather

Chorus

Where is me shirts, my noggy, noggy shirts?
All gone for beer and tobacco
Well the collar is all wore, and the sleeves they are all tore
And the tail is looking out for better weather

Chorus

And where is me bed, me noggy, noggy bed
All gone for beer and tobacco
Well I lent it to a whore, now the sheets is all tore
And the springs are looking out for better weather.

C2 And it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
It's all for me beer and tobacco
Well I spent all me loot in a house of ill repute
And I think I'll have to go back there tomorrow

And where is me wench, me noggy noggy wench
All gone for beer and tobacco
Well her **** is worn out and her **** is knocked about
And her **** is looking out for better weather

Chorus 2

I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed
Since I came ashore with me plunder
I've seen centipedes and snakes and I'm full of pains and aches
And I think I'll make a path for way out yonder

Chorus 2

An old man came courting her, hey ding-doorum down
An old man came courting her, her being young
An old man came courting her, fain would he marry her
Maids when you're young never wed an old man

Because he's got no faloorum, faliddle aye oorum
He's got no faloorum, faliddle aye ay
He's got no faloorum, he's lost his ding-doorum
Maids when you're young never wed an old man

When they went to bed, hey ding-doorum down
When they went to bed, her being young
When they went to bed, he lay like he was dead
Maids when you're young never wed an old man

So she threw her leg over him, hey ding-doorum down
She threw her leg over him, her being young
She threw her leg over him, damn well near smothered him
Maids when you're young never wed an old man

So when he went to sleep, hey ding-doorum down
When he went to sleep, her being young
When he went to sleep, out of bed she did creep
Into the arms of a handsome young man

And she found his faloorum, faliddle aye oorum
She found his faloorum, faliddle aye ay
She found his faloorum, she's got her ding-doorum
Maids when you're young never wed an old man

Chorus
He ought to an admiral a sultan or a king,
And to his praises we shall always sing.
Look what he has done for us he's filled us up with cheer!
The Lord bless Charlie Mops, the man who invented beer beer beer, tiddly beer beer beer.

A long time ago, way back in history,
When all there was to drink was nothin but cups of tea.
Along came a man by the name of Charlie Mops,
And he invented a wonderful drink and he made it out of hops.

A bushel of malt, a barrel of hops, you stir it around with a stick,
The kind of lubrication that makes your engine tick.
Forty pints of wallop a day will drive away the quacks.
Its only eight pence hapenny and one and six in tax.

Clancy's Bar, O'Reiley's Pub, the Hole in the Wall as well
One thing you can be sure of, its Charlie's beer they sell
Come in all ye lucky lads at eleven O'clock she stops
Five short seconds, now, to remember Charlie Mops 1 2 3 4 5

Chorus:
Westering ho with a song in the air
Light of me eye and it's goodbye to care
Laughter and love are a welcoming there
Pride of my heart my own love

Tell me a tale of the orient gay
Tell me of riches that come from Cathay
Ah but it's grand to be waken at day
And find oneself nearer to my lay

Chorus

Where are the folks like the folks of the west
Canty and couthy and kindly, our best
There I would hie me and there I would rest
At hame wi' my own folks in my lay

Chorus

Now I'm at home and at home I do lay
Dreaming of riches that come from Cathay
I'll hop a good ship and I'll be on my way
And bring back my fortune to my lay

When I was a little lad and so me mother told me,
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe.
That if I did not kiss the girls my lips would grow all moldy.
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe.

Way haul away, we're bound for better weather.
Away haul away, we'll haul away Joe.

Now first I met an English girl and she was fat and easy
And then I met an Irish girl, she done near drove me crazy

Way haul away, this good ship now is old
Away haul away, we'll haul away Joe.

Now first I met a squire who tried to start a revolution.
And then he got his head cut off. It spoiled his constitution.

Way haul away, we're bound for better weather.
Away haul away, we'll haul away Joe.

There's a corner in the meadow where the lads and lassies meet
Oh they do here what they couldn't do in the open street
They play all kinds of games there, but the one I like the best
Is where everybody rumples up the cuckoo's nest.

Chorus:
It's high the cuckoo, low the cuckoo, high the cuckoo's nest
It's high the cuckoo, low the cuckoo, high the cuckoo's nest
I'll give any maid a shilling and a bottle of the best
Just to rumple up the feathers of her cuckoo's nest

I wooed her in the morning and I had her in the night
She was my very first one so I tried to do it right
I searched around and wandered and I never would have guessed
If she hadn't showed me where to find her cuckoo's nest

Chorus

When she showed me where to find it I knew just where to go
Through the underbrush and brambles where the little cuckoos grow
From the moment that I found it, she would never let me rest
From rumpling up the feathers of her cuckoo's nest.

Chorus

It was bushy, it was prickled, it was feathered all around
It was tucked away so neatly and it wasn't easy found
Though she said young man you're blundering, I knew it wasn't true
For I left her with the makings of a young cuckoo

Chorus x2

His name was Teach when he came to Carolina
Like a man possessed he scoured the seas
And the devil called him Son. Blackbeard!

Teach, the demon of the sea
Run, you sailors, run
With a beard of flame and a heart of ice
Blackbeard, the devil's son

He shot his first mate in the hold one day
He said "I don't give a damn.
If I don't kill someone now and then
You'll forget who I am. Blackbeard!

He married a girl of fifteen years named Liza
From across the town they heard her scream
As he took her maiden head. Blackbeard!

Chorus

.. cried all in the world of Blackbeard
One Hundred pounds will buy his head
And Hell can have his soul. Blackbeard!

From Portsmouth town there sailed a man named Maynard
He did not come to save their lives
He came for bounty money. Blackbeard!

Chorus

Teach met his fate on the shores of Carolina
A challenge rang across the waves,
You'll dance with death today. Blackbeard!

Sabres bit and bullets flew
As the ships drew side by side
Blackbeard screamed like a cannon's roar
"It's a damned good day to die!" Blackbeard!

Chorus

An axe, a sword, a bullet's burn
Blackbeard stood them all.
He spat at his killer's through broken teeth
"You'll never take me alive!"

Now Teach is gone, the seas are safe today
But down in Hell the devil's laughing
'Cause Blackbeards home to stay

Chorus

Come all ye loyal heroes
Wherever that ye be
An don't hire with any master
'Til ye know what your work will be

For you must rise up early
From the clear daylight of dawn
And I know that ye'll ne'er be able
To plow the Rocks of Bahn

And it's rise up, lovely sweeny
And give your horse some hay
And give him a good food of oats
Before you ride away

Don't feed him on soft turnips
Put him out on your green lawn
And I know that ye'll ne'er be able
To plow the Rocks of Bahn

My course attend ye sweeny
For ye have me near the rod
A-sitting by the fireside
With your duty in your God

A-sitting by the fireside
From the clear daylight of dawn
And I know that ye'll ne'er be able
To plow the Rocks of Bahn

I wish the Queen of England
Would write to me in time
And place me in some regiment
All in my youth and prime

I'd fight for Ireland's glory
From the clear daylight of dawn
And I know that I'll ne'er be able
To plow the Rocks of Bahn

And I know that I'll ne'er be able
To plow the Rocks of Bahn

There was a young sailor who looked through the glass,
And spied a fair mermaid with scales on her island

Where seagulls fly over their nests
She combed the long hair that hung over her shoulders

And caused her to tickle and itch.
The sailor cried out "There's a beautiful mermaid,"

A-sitting out there on the rocks,
The crew came around a-grabbing their glasses

And crowded four deep to the rail,
All eager to share in this fine piece of news.

Which the captain soon heard from the watch.
He tied down the wheel and he reached for his crackers

And cheese which he kept near the door.
In case he might someday encounter a mermaid.

He knew he must use all his wits
Crying "Throw out a line. We'll lasso her flippers."

And then we will certainly find
If mermaids are better before or be brave

My good fellows." The captain then said.
"With fortune we'll break through her mermaiden head-

-ing to starboard they tacked with dispatch.
And caught that fair mermaid just under her elbows

And hustled her down below decks,
And each took a turn at her feminine setting

Her free at the end Of the farce,
She splashed in the waves, falling flat on her after

A while one man noticed some scabs,
Soon they broke out with the pox and the scratching

With fury, cursing with spleen,
This song may be dull but it's certainly clean.

The Dutchman's not the kind of man
Who keeps his thumb jammed in the dam
That holds his dreams in
But that's a secret that only Margaret knows

When Amsterdam is golden in the morning [summer]
Margaret brings him breakfast
She believes him
He thinks the tulips bloom beneath the snow
He`s mad as he can be but Margaret only sees that sometimes
Sometimes she sees her unborn children in his eyes

Chorus:
Let us go to the banks of the ocean
Where the walls rise above the Zuiderzee
Long ago, I used to be a young man
And dear Margaret remembers that for me

The Dutchman still wears wooden shoes
His cap and coat are patched with the love
That Margaret sewed in [there]
Sometimes he thinks he's still in Rotterdam
He watches [the] tug boats down canals
And calls out to them when he thinks he knows the Captain
'Til [Then] Margaret comes to take him home again
Through unforgiving streets
That trick him though she holds his arm
Sometimes he thinks that he's alone and calls her name

The windmills whirl the winter in
[The winters whirl the windmills 'round]
She winds his muffler tighter,
They sit in the kitchen
Some tea with whiskey keeps away the dew
He sees her for a moment, calls her name
She makes the bed up humming [singing] some old love song
A song Margaret learned when the tune [it] was very new
He hums a line or two, they hum [sing] together in the night [dark]
The Dutchman falls asleep and Margaret blows the candle out.

[Spoken]

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
The bosun brained with a marlinspike
And cookey's throat was marked belike
It had been gripped by fingers ten;
And there they lay, all good dead men
Like break o'day in a boozing ken
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of the whole ship's list
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
The skipper lay with his nob in gore
Where the scullion's axe his cheek had shore
And the scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay, and the soggy skies
Dripped all day long in up-staring eyes
In murk sunset and foul sunrise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of 'em stiff and stark
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ten of the crew had the murder mark!
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers' glut with a rotting red
And there they lay, aye, damn my eyes
All look-outs clapped on paradise
All souls bound just contrary-wise
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men of 'em good and true
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
Ev'ry man jack could ha' sailed with Old Pew,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
There was chest on chest full of Spanish gold
With a ton of plate in the middle hold
And the cabins riot of loot untold,
And they lay there that took the plum
With sightless glare and their lips struck dumb
While we shared all by the rule of thumb,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

More was seen through a sternlight screen
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chartings no doubt where a woman had been
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot
With a thin dirk slot through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dry in a purplish blot
Oh was she wench , some shudderin' maid
That dared the knife and took the blade
By God! She was stuff for a plucky jade
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.

Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped 'em all in a mains'l tight
With twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
And we heaved 'em over and out of sight,
With a Yo-Heave-Ho! and a fare-you-well
And a sudden plunge in the sullen swell
Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell,
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

Oh, a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm (3x)
And we'll all hang on behind.

chorus:
We'll roll the old chariot along
We'll roll the old chariot along.
We'll roll the old chariot along
And we'll all hang on behind!

Oh, a little mug o' beer wouldn't do us any harm (3x)

Oh, a plate of Irish stew wouldn't do us any harm (3x)

Oh, a little slug of gin wouldn't do us any harm (3x)

Oh, a night upon the shore wouldn't do us any harm (3x)

Oh, a little drop of wine wouldn't do us any harm (3x)

Oh, a drop of Nelson's blood wouldn't do us any harm (3x)

There's a saucy flash packet, a packet of fame,
She hails from New York and the Dreadnaught's her name.
On the way to the west wing where the wild winds do blow
She's a Liverpool packet. Oh Lord, let her go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Oh, the Dreadnaught is lying in the River Mersey,
A'waiting Independence to tow her to sea
'Round out the drop lights where the wild winds do blow.
She's a Liverpool packet. Oh Lord, let her go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Now the Dreadnaught is sailing the Atlantic so wide,
Where the high rolling seas roll along her black side.
With her sails taughtly set for the Red Cross to show ,
And away in the Dreadnought to the west wind we'll go!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Now the Dreadnaught's arriving in New York once more
We'll go ashore shipmates to the girls we adore
With the wives and with sweethearts, how merry we'll be
And we'll drink to the Dreadnaught where'er we may be!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Here's a health to the Dreadnaught and the whole of her crew,
To bold Captain Samuels and his officers too.
You can keep your flash packets, Whitetail and Black Ball,
For the Dreadnaught's a fighter that can lick 'em all!
Derry down, down, down derry down.

Come all you gallant seamen bold,
All you who march to drum,
And listen here for Captain Ward,
Who, far to sea, he robbed.
For he used to be this robber
That ever you did hear,
There's not been such a robber found
In about a hundred years.

Now a ship was sailing from the east
And going to the west,
Loaded with silks and satins
And velvets of the best;
But meeting there with Captain Ward,
It was a sad meeting;
For he robbed them of all their wealth and store,
And bid them tell their king.

O then our King builded a ship of noted fame,
She's call'd the Royal Rainbow
If you would know her name;
She was as well provided for
As any ship can be,
With thirteen hundred men on board
To fill her company.

We fed the gallant Rainbow,
She shot out of her pride.
Full fifty gallant brass shot
Charged on every side
All these gallant shooters
Prevailed not again'
They were brest on the outside
While war was concealed within

Shoot on, shoot on, says Captain Ward
This sport well pleases me,
And he that first gives over,
Shall yield him to the sea.
Twas then that Captain, mortified
Fired and fired again
Til six and six the other falls
All on the deck lay slain

Then one swung about
To give the Rainbow trial
His cannon launched broadside
And sets the deck afire
The fury of his bold attack
Ripped our mast in two
And a dozen men went overboard
All into the briny blue

Soon the Rainbow sank from sight
And her men swam away
They clung to planks and wooden spars
His Ward had time to say
"Go home, go home, by Captain Ward
And tell your king for me,
Though he'll reign king all on dry land
I'll reign king on the sea."

A bunch of pansy French syllables....currently being deciphered

Come all you bold sailor men who’ve rounded Cape Horn
Come all you bold sailors who’ve followed the whale
For the captain has told us, and we hope he says true
That there's plenty of sperm whale on the coast of Peru.

It was early one morning just as the sun rose
The man on the foremast cried out “There she blows!”
“Where away” says the captain “and where does she lay?”
“Three points to the east and not a mile away.”

And it’s lower your boats, me boys, and after him travel
Stay clear of his flukes or he’ll flip you to the devil.
Lay on with them oars boys and make your boats fly
But one thing be dread of, keep clear of his eye.

He raced and he sounded, he twist and he spinned
But we fought alongside and we got the lance in
Which caused him to vomit and the blood for to spout
And in ten minutes time, me boys, he rolled both fins out

We got him turned over and laid alongside
And we over with the blubber hooks to rob him of his hide
We commenced cutting him, boys, and then dry him out
And the mate in the main sail, how loud he did shout.

Now we’re bound for old Thomas in our manly power
Where a man buys a whorehouse for a barrel of flour
We’ll spend all our money on them pretty girls ashore
And when it’s all gone, me boys, we’ll go whaling for more.

Pay Me, you Owe me, Pay me my money now
You've got to pay me Mr. Stevadore, Pay me my money now
You owe me, you owe me, pay me my money now
You've got to pay me or you'll go to jail, Pay me my money now.

If I'd a known the boss was blind
Pay me my money now
I wouldn't'a gone to work 'til half past nine
Pay me my money now

I thought I heard the old man say; Go to shore spend all your pay.

I thought I heard the men below; You don't pay me and the ship don't go.

I need my pay to go to shore; I'll drink my whiskey and get a whore.