58 - Mollymauk
Words by Bob WatsonTune by Bob Watson
Mollymauk is another name for the albatross and one superstition was that the soul of a drowned sailor would fly forever as an albatross.
Oh the southern ocean is a lonely place
Where the storms are many and the shelter’s scarce
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
On the restless water and the troublin’ skies
You can see that mollymauk wheel and fly
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
Won’t you ride the wind and go, white seabird
Ride the wind and go, Mollymauk
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
See the Mollymauk floatin’ on his wide white wings
And Lord, what a lonely song he sings
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
And he’s got no compass and he’s got no gear
And there’s none can tell you how the Mollymauks steer
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
Won’t you ride the wind and go, white seabird
Ride the wind and go, Mollymauk
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
He’s the ghost of a sailor-man as I’ve heard say
Whose body sank, and his soul flew away
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
And he’s got no haven and he’s got no home
He’s bound evermore for to wheel and roam
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
Won’t you ride the wind and go, white seabird
Ride the wind and go, Mollymauk
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
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When I gets too weary for to sail no more
Let my bones sink better far away from shore
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
You can cast me loose and leave me driftin’ free
And I’ll keep that big bird company
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
Won’t you ride the wind and go, white seabird
Ride the wind and go, Mollymauk
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn