The Mermaid

[vryadli]

It was Friday morn when we set sail
And we were not far from the land
When our Captain he spied a mermaid so fair
With a comb and a glass in her hand

CHORUS sung after each verse:

And the ocean waves do roll
And the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sa-a-lors go skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie down below


Then up spoke the captain of our gallant ship
And a fine old man was he
"This sweet mermaid has warned us of our doom
We shall sink to the bottom of the sea

Then up spoke the mate of our gallant ship
And a fine spoken man was he! Said
I have a wife in Brooklyn by the sea
And tonight a widow she will be

Then up spoke the cabin boy of our gallant ship
And a brave young lad was he
Said "I have a sweetheart in Salem by the sea
And tonight she'll be weeping there for me

Then up spoke the cook of our gallant ship
And a crazy old butcher was he
Said "I care much more for my pots and my pans
Than I do for the bottom of the sea

Then three times round spun our gallant ship
And three times round spun she
Three times round spun our gallant ship
And she sank to the bottom of the sea