The Mermaid - Norman Blake, Nancy Blake

One stormy night when we set sail

We were not very far from the land

When our captain, he spied a pretty merrymaid

With a comb and a glass in her hand

Oh, the ocean waves may roll

And the stormy winds may blow

While we poor sailors go skippin' to the top

And the landlubbers lie down below, below, below

And the landlubbers lie down below

Up spoke the captain of our gallant ship

And a well-spoken man was he

«I have made me a wife in old Salem town

Tonight sh a widow will be»

Oh, the ocean wavs may roll

And the stormy winds may blow

While we poor sailors go skippin' to the top

And the landlubbers lie down below, below, below

And the landlubbers lie down below

Then up spoke the mate of our gallant ship

And a nice-looking fellow was he

Says, «I care no more for my wife and my child

Than to do for the fish in the sea»

Oh, the ocean waves may roll

And the stormy winds may blow

While we poor sailors go skippin' to the top

And the landlubbers lie down below, below, below

And the landlubbers lie down below

Then up spoke the cook of our gallant ship

And a rough looking fellow was he

Says, «I care much more for my kettles and my pots

Than I do for the depths of the sea»

Oh, the ocean waves may roll

And the stormy winds may blow

While we poor sailors go skippin' to the top

And the landlubbers lie down below, below, below

And the landlubbers lie down below

Then three times 'round went our gallant ship

And three times went she

Then three times 'round went our gallant ship

And she sank to the depths of the sea

Oh, the ocean waves may roll

And the stormy winds may blow

While we poor sailors go skippin' to the top

And the landlubbers lie down below, below, below

And the landlubbers lie down below