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 me lips would grow all moldy
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe

Way haul away, we'll haul for better weather
Away haul away, we'll haul away Joe
Way haul away, we'll haul away together
Away haul away, we'll haul away Joe

King Louis was the king of France before the revolution
And then he got his head chopped off it spoiled his constitution

Saint Patrick was a gentleman He came from decent people
He built a church in Dublin town and on it put a steeple
Once I was in Ireland a'digging turf and taties
But now I'm on a Yankee ship a'hauling on the braces
Once I had a German girl but she was fat and lazy
But now I got a Yankee girl, she damn near drives me crazy

Way haul away, rock and roll me over
Way haul away, well roll me in the clover

@sailor
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