Haul Away, Joe - Burl Ives

When I was a little lad

And so me mother told me

Chorus: 'Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe.

That if I ever kissed a gal

My lips would all grow moldy

Chorus: 'Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe.

Chorus: 'Way, haul away, we’ll haul for better weather

'Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe.

Once I had a Southern gal

But she was fat and lazy.

But now I got a Yankee girl

And she is just a daisy.

King Louis was the King of France

Before the Revolution.

King Louis got his head cut off

Which spoiled his constitution.

Saint Patrick was a gentleman:

He came from decent people.

He built a church in Dublin town

And on it put a steeple.

The cook is in the galley now

A-making duck so handy.

The captain’s in the cabin now

A-drinkin' wine and brandy.