Solo haul a - way, Joe. Oh, once I courted an Irish girl, and she was fat and lazy, Chorus Away, haul away, haul away, Joe! Solo But now I'm courting a yellow girl, she drives me almost crazy, Chorus Away, haul away, haul away, Joe! HAUL THE BOWLINE Vigorously Haul the *bow-line, the good ship's a-roll-ing, Haul the bow-line, the bow-line haull • A small rope on the leach of a square-sail to steady it. Solo Heave the bowline, the fore- and main-top bowline, Chorus Haul the bowline, the bowline haul! Solo Heave the bowline, the skipper he's a-growling, Chorus Haul the bowline, the bowline haul! Solo Chorus Solo Oh, do, my Johnny Boker, from Calais o'er to Dover, Do, my Johnny Boker, do! Oh, do, my Johnny Boker, they say you are no rover, Chorus Do, my Johnny Boker, do! Solo Oh, do, my Johnny Boker, come roll me down to Dover, Chorus Do, my Johnny Boker, do! We'll hang Pad - dy Doyle for his boots! We'll tauten the bunt and we'll furl and - We'll bunt up the sail with a fling and HOMEWARD BOUND Moderately We're homeward bound to Boston town, CHORUS Good-by, fare you well,good-by, fare you well. *Sung aloft in smothering sail and tossing the bunt on the yard. SOLO We're homeward bound with su-gar and rum. Solo Solo Hurrah! my boys, we're home-ward bound. Good-by, fare you well, good-by, fare you well, We'll heave on the capstan and make it spin round, Chorus Hurrah! my boys, we're homeward bound. Solo Homeward bound, and our sails we will set, Chorus Solo Chorus Good-by, fare you well, good-by, fare Good-by to the girls on the pier with regret, SOLO HOODAH-DAY 261 A charm-ing maid I chanced to meet, CHORUS And a hoodah,hoo-dah-day! Blow, boys,blow,for Cali-for-ni- o,There's plen-ty of gold, so I've been told, On the banks of the Sa-cra-men-to. Solo Refrain Her hair was brown and her eyes were blue, And a hoodah, hoodah-day! Blow, boys, blow, etc. Solo I asked her if she'd take a trip, Refrain Solo Refrain Chorus Solo Refrain Solo Refrain Chorus A hoodah, and a hooday! Down to the wharf to see my ship, Blow, boys, blow, etc. She said, "I have a sweetheart true," "And I will not leave him now for you," Blow, boys, blow, etc. |