Pete Seeger — Come All You Bold Sailormen

Come all you bold sailormen, listen to me I'll sing you a song of the fish of the sea Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes First comes the bluefish a-wagging his tail He comes off on deck and yells, "All hands make sail!" Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes Next comes the eels with their nimble tails They jumped up aloft and loosеd all the sails Blow you winds westerly, wеsterly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes Next comes the porpoise with his short snout He jumps on the bridge and yells, "Ready about!" Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes Next comes the swordfish, the scourge of the sea The order he gives us is "Helms a-lee!" Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes Having accomplished these wonderful feats The blackfish sings out next to "Ríse tacks and sheets" Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes Then comes the mackerel with his striped back He plopped on the bridge and yelled "Board the main tack" Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes Then come the catfish with his chuckle-head Out in the main chains for a heave of the lead Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes Last comes the whale, the biggest of all Singing out from the bridge, "All haul mainsail haul" Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes Well, up jumps the fisherman, stalwart and grim And with his big net, he scoops 'em all in Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow We're bound for the south'ard so steady she goes