what be ye favorite sea shanty eh?

[Master Gunner L. SilverTongue]

this one be mine please feel free to post up the full lyrics of ye own as well,

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

15 men on a dead mans chest

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

drink and the devil had done fer the rest

yo ho ho and a bottle O rum

the mate twas fixed by the bosun's pike
the bosun brained with the marlinspike
an' cooky throat twas marked belike
it been gripped by fingers 10
an' there they lay all good dead men
like break o day in a boozing ken

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

15 men on the whole ship's list

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

dead an' be damned an' gone with the whist
the skipper lay with his nob in gore
where the scullion's axe in his cheek had shore
an' the scullion stabbed four times four
an' there they lay, an' the soggy skies
dripped all day in upstaring eyes
at murk sunset, an' at foul sunrise

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

15 men o 'em stiff an' stark

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

10 o the crew had the murder mark
there was cutless swipe, an' ounce O lead
or a yawing hole in a battered head
an' the scuppers run glut with a'rotting red
an' there they lay
AYE!
damn me eyes
all lookouts clapped on paradise
all souls bound just contrarywise

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

15 men o'em good an' true

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

ev'ry man jack could 'ave sailed with ole Pew

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

there was chest on chest O spanish gold
with a ton O plate in middle hold
an' the cabin's riot O stuff untold
an' they lay what took the plum
with sightless glare, an' their lips struck dumb
while we shared all by rule O thumb

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

15 men on a dead mans chest

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

drink an the devil had done with the rest

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum

we wrapped'em all in a mains'l all tight
with twice ten turns O a hawsers bight
an' we heaved'em ov'r an' out O sight
with a yo heave ho an' a fair thee well
an' a sudden plunge in a swollen swell
10 fathoms deep on the road to hell

yo ho ho an' a bottle O rum!

[Tabbicatt Paganii]

Come all ye sailors who follow the sea, singing, way-hey blow the man down.
I'll tell you a tail of the fish in the sea, give me some time to blow the man down.

As I was walking down paradise street, (chorus).
A pretty young damsel I happen to meet, (chorus).

She was walking her poodle so I took her in tow. (chorus)
I asked her her name and no answerd me no. (chorus)


I know two more versus if ye be interested.

[Master Gunner L. SilverTongue]

aye that i be lets hear'em tabbi

[Captain Aries Thunderskull]

"All for me grog", an The Mermaid" by Bobby Bare

[Master Gunner L. SilverTongue]

Aye Captn 'ave ye the lyrics fer The Mermaid me thinks i've not heard it afore

[Captain Aries Thunderskull]

"When I was a lad in a fishin town an old man siad to me
You can spend your' life, your' jolly life sailin the 7 seas
you can search the world for pretty girls till your' eyes grow weak and dim
But don't go swimmin with a mermaid son, if ya don't know how to swim,

(Chorus)
'cause her hair is green as seaweed, and her skin is smooth an pale,
an her breasts they are a work of art,
an ye'll love that girl with all yer heart.
but ye'll only love the upper part,
Your' not gonna like the tail!

So I signed on to a sailin ship, an my very first day at sea
I seen a mermaid in the waves a'reachin out to me
"Come live in the sea" said she
"down on the ocean floor, an I'll show you million wonderous things
ya never seen before!"
So over I jumped an she pulled me down, down to her seaweed bed,
an a pillow made of tortise shell she placed beneath me head.
She fed me shrimp an cavier, all from a golden dish.
From her head to her waist she was just my taste,
but the rest of her was a fish!

(Chorus)

Then one day she swam away, an I cried to the clams and the whales
how I missed the curls of her seaweed hair
and the shimmery shine of her scales....
Then her sister, she swam by an set me heart a'whirl..
'cause her upper half is an ugly fish, but the rest of her is a girl!

Oh, Her hair is green as seaweed,
and her thighs are smooth and pale,
and her legs they are a work of art,
an I love that girl with all my heart,
I don't give a damn about the upper part,
and thats how I end my tale!

[Tabbicatt Paganii]

And later that day oh what should I see (chorus)
A pretty young mermaid is staring at me (chorus)

Her gentle sweet touch o indeed I did crave(chorus)
With a flick of her tail she was gone in a wave (chorus)

Down at the pub I was having a drink (chorus)
When she said something that caused me to think (chorus)

With a raise of my glass I called for a maid, singing, way hay blow the man down
She said, keep talking like that and you'll never get laid, give me some time to blow the man down.

[Master Gunner L. SilverTongue]

lol now that i be a'liking well versed me heartie *walks away whistling thee tune

[Morgan Dreadlocke]

Am C G
From Boston Town we're bound away,
Am G
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
D G
Round Cape Horn to Frisco Bay,
Am G Am
We're bound for Californi-o.
Am C G
So Heave her up and away we'll go,
Am G
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
D G
Heave her up and away we'll go,
Am G Am
We're bound for Californi-o.

She's a fast clipper ship and a bully crew,
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
A down-east Yankee for her captain, too.
We're bound for Californi-o.
So Heave her up and away we'll go,
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we'll go,
We're bound for Californi-o.

Back in the days of Forty-nine,
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
Those were the days of the good old times,
Way out in Californi-o.
So Heave her up and away we'll go,
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we'll go,
We're bound for Californi-o.

When I leave ship I'll settle down
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano
I'll marry a girl named Sally Brown
Way out in Californi-o
So Heave her up and away we'll go,
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we'll go,
We're bound for Californi-o.

There's plenty of gold, so I've been told,
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
Plenty of gold so I've been told
Way out in Californi-o
So Heave her up and away we'll go,
Heave aweigh (Heave aweigh!) Santy Ano.
Heave her up and away we'll go,
We're bound for Californi-o.

[Master Gunner L. SilverTongue]

aye that be a good one as well matie bperchance ye have the music to it so i could giver'er a listen eh?

[Morgan Dreadlocke]

How 'bout a link ta a site wi' a midi version?
http://contemplator.com/sea/index.html
Songs name is "Santy Ano"
If ye've a collection of old platter spinners it can be found in the works 'o the Highwaymen under "Santiano"

[Master Gunner L. SilverTongue]

aye i be a'thankin ye fer that thar matie fair thee well

[Captain Aries Thunderskull]

Oh! I forgot, I also loves ta sing "Barnicle Bill the Sailor" espcially in mixed company!