Haul away, Joe

North American short-haul shanty

When I was a little lad
And so my mother told me,
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!
hat if I did not kiss the gals
Me lips would all grow moldy.
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

Way, haul away, the good ship is a-bolding,
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!
Way, haul away, the sheet is now unfold-ing,
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!


King Louis was the king of France
Before the revolution,
But then he got his head cut off,
Which spoiled his constitution!

Way, haul away, we'll haul for better weather
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!
Way haul away, we'll haul away together
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!


The cook is in the galley, boys,
Making duff* so dandy;
The captain's in his cabin, lads,
Drinking wine and brandy!

Way, haul away, I'll sing to you of Nancy
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!
Way, haul away, she's just my cut and fancy
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!
*A flour pudding boiled or steamed in a cloth bag.