HURRAH FOR THE SEA
 
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Hurrah for the sea, Hurrah for the sea, Yes Hurrah for the sea
Of all the lads we love to meet, there's none like jolly Jack
And when you play at cards you'll find there's four in every pack
He sails across the ocean blue to foreign lands so strange
He comes home, goes away again, then comes home for a change
His heart is ever light and free. It's nothing much to do with me
But when he's far across the sea, he's not at home in bed
He's nasty when he's in a rage, his captain's is a good old sage
He's ninety seven years of age. It's quite time he was dead.
Sing ho for the deep blue sea. Sing hey for the deep blue sea.

Chorus: Hurrah, hurrah for the rolling sea
A sailor's life is the life for me
A sailor's wife is the wife for me
Hurrah for the rolling sea
So shout hurrah for the rolling sea
I love the sea, I have told you plain
In case I haven't, I'll tell you again
Hurrah for the rolling sea
Hurrah for the rolling sea.


Hurrah for the sea, Hurrah for the sea, Yes Hurrah for the sea
Sing hey, sing ho, sing what you like. It matters not to me
But for a change I think we'd better sing about the sea
When Jack comes home once more he's always up for any tricks
A sailor's life is 'free' and four and sometimes five and six

Once more our tars are coming back. They've been to meet the foes attack
They either hoist a Union Jack or else the oyster bar
But still I love to see the sea. When I was cruising on the sea
The finest stories told to me were all 'pitched' by a tar.
Sing ho for the deep blue sea. Sing hey for the deep blue sea.

Chorus:

Don't you hear those peals of thunder? I believe we're going under
See the vessel stays are broken. Who'll oblige her with a pin?
Say good-bye to Kate and Polly. What was that? another volley.
No it's alright keep your seats. It's only someone moving in.
'All stick to me,' the captain cries, 'All stick to me, now do'
Says one brave lad, 'We cannot stick somebody's pinched the glue'
Two of the crew are playing 'nap'. Says one with haggard face,
'Before we drown, I'm going down, I've got the King and ace'
All hands on deck, they launch a boat as quickly as can be
'The women first' the captain cries, the Mate says, 'After me.'

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Performed by Wilkie Bard (1874-1944)
 
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