Eli Dale
Portland, Maine |
When I was a little lad or so me mother told me, (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
That if I did not kiss the girls my lips would grow all moldy. (To me!)
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe! (Whew!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul for better weather (To me!).
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
First I kissed a Spanish gal and she was fat and lazy (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
Then I kissed a Creole gal – she nearly drove me crazy (To me!)
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe! (Whew!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul for better weather (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
Then I got a Yankee girl and sure she was not civil (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
So I stuck a plaster to her arse and kicked her to the devil (To me!)
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe! (Whew!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul for better weather (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
I courted then a Frenchie gal, she took life free and easy (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
But now I've got an English girl, and sure she is a daisy (To me!)
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe! (Whew!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul for better weather (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
You may talk about your Downeast girls and round the corner Sallys (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
But they could not make the grade, me boys, with the girls from Shinbone Alley (To me!)
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe! (Whew!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul for better weather (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe (Whew!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul for better weather (To me!)
Way, haul away, we'll haul away Joe!
(Traditional words and tune.)
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