In eighteen hundred and forty-six On March the eighteenth day We hoisted our colors to the top of the mast And for Greenland sailed away, brave boys And for Greenland sailed away The lookout in the crosstrees stood With spyglass in his hand There's a whale, there's a whale And a whalefish he cried And she blows at every span, brave boys She blows at every span The captain stood on the quarter deck The ice was in his eye Overhaul, overhaul! Let your gibsheets fall And you'll put your boats to sea, brave boys And you'll put your boats to sea Our harpoon struck and the line played out With a single flourish of his tail He capsized the boat and we lost five men And we did not catch the whale, brave boys And we did not catch the whale The losing of those five jolly men It grieved the captain sore But the losing of that fine whalefish Now it grieved him ten times more, brave boys Now it grieved him ten times more Now Greenland is a barren land A land that bares no green Where there's ice and snow, and the whalefishes blow And the daylight's seldom seen, brave boys And the daylight's seldom seen
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Eternal Irish Legend
Great stuff!!
Wow... All the best from Galway!!!
Renzo * Italian Irish Patriot 👍🏻😇🍺
Super stuff.
In eighteen hundred and forty-six
On March the eighteenth day
We hoisted our colors to the top of the mast
And for Greenland sailed away, brave boys
And for Greenland sailed away
The lookout in the crosstrees stood
With spyglass in his hand
There's a whale, there's a whale
And a whalefish he cried
And she blows at every span, brave boys
She blows at every span
The captain stood on the quarter deck
The ice was in his eye
Overhaul, overhaul! Let your gibsheets fall
And you'll put your boats to sea, brave boys
And you'll put your boats to sea
Our harpoon struck and the line played out
With a single flourish of his tail
He capsized the boat and we lost five men
And we did not catch the whale, brave boys
And we did not catch the whale
The losing of those five jolly men
It grieved the captain sore
But the losing of that fine whalefish
Now it grieved him ten times more, brave boys
Now it grieved him ten times more
Now Greenland is a barren land
A land that bares no green
Where there's ice and snow, and the whalefishes blow
And the daylight's seldom seen, brave boys
And the daylight's seldom seen
You’re a rock star for putting them up! 🙏thank you ❤
Can't hear Fearnley
I can!
Listen to The Watersons version.
Got the bastard to sing this when he toured big deal
go shane!