41 - 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
We’ll haul away together
(To me) way, 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
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
He built a church in Dublin Town
And on it put a steeple
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
(To me) way, haul away…
Now when I was a little boy
And so me mother told me
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
That if I didn’t kiss the girls
Me lips would all grow mouldy
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
(To me) way, haul away…
****Well now I only kiss the boys
It’s them I like to hold me
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
I can’t say I miss the girls
And me lips did not go mouldy
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe ***
(To me) way, haul away…
The cook is in the galley boys
Making duff so handy
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
The captain’s in his cabin lads
Drinking wine and brandy
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
(To me) way, haul away…
Way haul away
We’ll haul away the bowline
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
Way, haul away
The packet is a-rollin’
Away, haul away, we’ll haul away Joe
(To me) way, haul away…