Manual actions were the soul of the shanty eliminate these and you have only the skeleton of what was once a living thing. The ordinary methods which he would apply to a folk-song break down in the case of a labour-song.
The collector who comes upon the scene at this late time of day must necessarily be at a disadvantage. But since no two sailors ever sing the same shanty quite in the same manner, there must necessarily be some means of getting at the tune, unhampered by these individual idiosyncrasies, which are quite a different thing from what folk-song students recognize as 'variants.' The power to discriminate can only be acquired by familiarity with the shanty as it was in its palmy days. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS)."It is doubtless interesting to the folk-songer to see in print shanties taken down from an individual sailor with his individual melodic twirls and twiddles.
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Get the embed code Storm Weather Shanty Choir - Off To Sea Once More Album Lyrics1.General Taylor2.Leave Her, Johnn圓.Off To Sea Once More4.Rolling Down To Old Maui5.Santy Ano6.South Australia - Live7.The Drunken Sailor (The Tambourine Version) 8.The Drunken Sailor - Live/The Tambourine VersionStorm Weather Shanty Choir Lyrics provided by Get married, my lads, and have all night in and go to sea no more. No more, no more! Don't go to sea no more. You take my tip, when you come off a trip, don't go with any whore,īut get married instead and have all night in and go to sea no more. When you go a-big-boating, I'll have you not go wrong. Oh boys, you wish that you was dead or snug with the girls ashore.Ĭome all you bold seafaring lads that listen to my song. With a twenty-foot oar in every paw from five o'clock in the morn.Īnd when daylight's gone and the night coming on, you rest upon your oar,Īnd oh boys, you wish that you was dead or snug with the girls ashore.Īshore, ashore! Snug with the girls ashore. Sometimes we're catching whales, my lads, but mostly we get none, It was then that I wished that I was dead so I'd go to sea no more. Where cold winds blow and there's frost and snow and Jamaica rum would freeze.Īnd worse to bear, I'd no hardweather gear, for I'd lost all my dunnage ashore. He shipped me on board of a whaling ship bound for the Arctic seas, With the twenty-foot oar in every paw from five o'clock in the morn.Īnd when the daylight is gone and the nights coming on we rest upon our oar. Sometimes were catching wales my lad, but mostly we get non. I'll take your advance and I'll give youse a chance to go to sea once more." Once more, once more! To go to sea once more. He said, "Last time you was paid off, with me you chalked up no score,īut I'll take your advance and I'll give youse a chance to go to sea once more.".
I asked him if he would take me in, and he looked at me with a frown. It was when I awoke, it was no joke for my whole bloody gear was gone.Īs I was walking down the street I met big Rapper Brown. Was gone, was gone! My whole bloody gear was gone. My silver watch and my money too, and my whole bloody gear was gone. She said: "Come home with me, my lad, and we'll have a cracking time."īut when I awoke, it was no joke, I found I was all alone. I made up my mind that I was inclined to go to sea no more.Īs I was walking down the street I met sweet Angeline. My money as last I spend it fast, got drunk as drunk could beĪnd when my money was all gone, on liqour and a whore When first I landed in Liverpool I went upon the spree
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