40 - Haul Away Joe
Words by TraditionalTune by Traditional
Louis was the king of France
Before the revolut-i-on
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
But then he got his head chopped off
Which spoiled his constitut-i-on
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
(To me) way, haul away
(To me) way, haul away
We’ll haul away together
(To me) way, haul away
We’ll haul away together
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
(To me) way, haul away
We’ll haul for better weather
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
Saint Patrick was a gentleman
He came from decent people
He built a church in Dublin Town
And on it put a steeple
Now when I was a little boy
And so me mother told me
That if I didn’t kiss the girls
Me lips would all grow mouldy
****Well now I only kiss the boys
It’s them I like to hold me
I can’t say I miss the girls
And me lips did not go mouldy***
The cook is in the galley boys
Making duff so handy
The captain’s in his cabin lads
Drinking wine and brandy
Way haul away
We’ll haul away the bowline
Way, haul away
The packet is a-rollin’