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Alfabetisch Op Nummer212 Aan de oevers van de Rotte 001 Daar was laatst een meisje Loos019 Alabama John Cherokee 002 Leave Her Johnny205 Alderferkuorrende Langst Nei Dy 003 Drunken Sailor046 Allen die willen naar Island gaan 004 Haul the Bowline209 Die alte Liebe 005 Rolling Home060 Arabella 006 West-Zuid-West van Ameland059 A-Rovin' 007 The Old Chariot (Nelson's Blood)211 Berend Botje 008 My Bonnie is over the Ocean075 Blackbird Get Up 009 Blow the Man Down044 Blood Red Roses 010 Ketelbinkie009 Blow the Man Down 011 Hamborger Veermaster090 that Bonny ship the Diamond 012 South Australia074 Bully in the Alley 013 Shenandoa024 Bye Bye Roseanna 014 Curacao028 Can't You Dance (New York Girls ) 015 Shallow Brown020 L e Capitaine de Saint Malo 016 Essequibo River069 Clear the Track 017 Kaperlied014 Curacao 018 Sloop "John B."206 Crazy Thinking Easy Drinking 019 Alabama John Cherokee001 Daar was laatst een meisje Loos 020 L e Capitaine de Saint Malo204 Denken, Dromen, Drinken 021 De Zoute Zee036 Dead Horse Shanty 022 Strike the Bell117 Donkey riding 023 Whiskey Johnny054 Down the Bay to Juliana 024 Bye Bye Roseanna076 Drinking that Wine 025 Fiddler's Green003 Drunken Sailor 026 Good Night Ladies030 The Ebenezer 027 The Leaving of Liverpool016 Essequibo River 028 Can't You Dance (New York Girls )089 Farewell to Tarwathie 029 Johnny come down to Hilo025 Fiddler's Green 030 The Ebenezer113 Fire Maringo 031 le Petit bois065 General Taylor 032 Mein Vader was ein Dutchman110 God moves on the water 033 Sailors Farewel l026 Good Night Ladies 034 Le Pont de Morlaix081 Greenland Whale 035 Spanish Ladies037 Haal mi den Saalhund 036 Dead Horse Shanty102 Haal Op 037 Haal mi den Saalhund011 Hamborger Veermaster 038 The Rosabella087 Hard on the Beach Oar 039 Roll the Cotton105 Haul Away for Rosie 040 De Kock079 Haul Away Joe 041 De IJzeren Man004 Haul the Bowline 042 Lowlands073 Haulin' Johnny 043 His em Up

047 Hingjend yn'e Line 044 Blood Red Roses043 His em Up 045 Rolling Down to Old Maui056 Hundred Years Ago 046 Allen die willen naar Island gaan041 De IJzeren Man 047 Hingjend yn'e Line208 Ik sta op de kade 048 Pique la Baleine055 Jean Francois de Nantes 049 Mingulay Boat Song062 John Kanaka 050 Santiana029 Johnny come down to Hilo 051 Sailor's Prayer213 Junge, komm bald wieder 052 Three Score and Ten017 Kaperlied 053 Katrijntje Boelijntje053 Katrijntje Boelijntje 054 Down the Bay to Juliana010 Ketelbinkie 055 Jean Francois de Nantes095 Kippen in het Ruim 056 Hundred Years Ago202 Het Kleine Cafe aan de Haven 058 Shoals of Herring201 De Klok van Arnemuiden 059 A-Rovin'040 De Kock 060 Arabella108 The Last Shanty 061 Nuenen aan Zee002 Leave Her Johnny 062 John Kanaka027 The Leaving of Liverpool 064 Serafina077 Lindy Low 065 General Taylor067 The Liverpool Packet 066 Sampan Girl072 a Long time ago 067 The Liverpool Packet042 Lowlands 068 Round the Corner Sally083 Maggie May (Ned.) 069 Clear the Track032 Mein Vader vos ein Dutchman 070 Way, Stormalong John049 Mingulay Boat Song 072 a Long time ago008 My Bonnie is over the Ocean 073 Haulin' Johnny085 Nooit meer naar Zee 074 Bully in the Alley061 Nuenen aan Zee 075 Blackbird Get Up007 The Old Chariot (Nelson's Blood) 076 Drinking that Wine109 The Parting Song 077 Lindy Low031 le Petit bois 078 Rio Grande048 Pique la Baleine 079 Haul Away Joe034 Le Pont de Morlaix 080 Roll the Woodpile Down112 Randy Dandy O! 081 Greenland Whale101 Reuben Ranzo (Ned) 083 Maggie May (Ned.)078 Rio Grande 085 Nooit meer naar Zee115 The Robert Whitworth 086 Whaling Johnny 106 Roll, Alabama, Roll 087 Hard on the Beech Oar039 Roll the Cotton 088 Up She Goes - Baltimore080 Roll the Woodpile Down 089 Farewell to Tarwathie045 Rolling Down to Old Maui 090 That bonny ship the Diamond005 Rolling Home 091 Talcahuana Girls038 The Rosabella 092 De Sacramento (Ned.)068 Round the Corner Sally 095 Kippen in het Ruim111 Row on 101 Reuben Ranzo033 Sailors Farewell 102 Haal Op051 Sailor's Prayer 103 Walk Her Round me Brave Boys104 Sam's Gone Away 104 Sam's Gone Away

066 Sampan Girl 105 Haul Away for Rosie050 Santiana (Plains of Mexico) 106 Roll, Alabama, Roll064 Serafina 107 Time Ashore015 Shallow Brown 108 The Last Shanty013 Shenandoa 109 The Parting Song018 Sloop "John B." 110 God moves on the water092 De Sacramento (Ned.) 111 Row on058 Shoals of Herring 112 Randy Dandy O!012 South Australia 113 Fire Maringo035 Spanish Ladies 114 Whip Jamboree022 Strike the Bell 115 The Robert Whitworth214 Super Seefrau Julia 116 The wee pot stove091 Talcahuana Girls 117 Donkey riding107 Time Ashore 118 Whitby Harbour052 Three Score and Ten 201 De Klok van Arnemuiden088 Up She Goes - Baltimore 202 Het Kleine Cafe aan de Haven103 Walk Her Round me Brave Boys 203 Zeiknat is Zeeman's Lot070 Way, Stormalong John 204 Denken, Dromen, Drinken116 The wee pot stove 205 Alderferkuorrende Langst Nei Dy006 West-Zuid-West van Ameland 206 Crazy Thinking Easy Drinking086 Whaling Johnny 207 Yellow submarine114 Whip Jamboree 208 Ik sta op de kade023 Whiskey Johnny 209 Die alte Liebe118 Whitby Harbour 210 De Zuiderzee ballade207 Yellow submarine 211 Berend Botje203 Zeiknat is Zeeman's Lot 212 Aan de oevers van de Rotte021 De Zoute Zee 213 Junge, komm bald wieder210 De Zuiderzee ballade 214 Super Seefrau Julia

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Daar was laatst een meisje loos F,a 1./3

1. Daar was laatst een meisje loosdie wou gaan varen, die wou gaan varenDaar was laatst een meisje loosdie wou gaan varen, als lichtmatroos

2. Zij nam dienst voor zeven jaaromdat zij vreesde, geen gevaar

3. Zij moest klimmen in de mastmaken de zeilen, met touwen vast

(canon 1e stem begint)4. Maar door storm en tegenweer

sloegen de zeilen, van boven neer(2e) sloegen de zeilen, neer

5. Ze werd gebonden aan de mastal met haar handen, en voeten vast

6. Ze riep <<< Kapteintje sla mij nietik ben uw liefje, ik ben uw lief <<<<Ze riep <<< Kapteintje sla mij nietik ben uw liefje, zoals u ziet

7. Zij moest komen in de kajuittrekken matrozen, kleren uit

8. En wat er in de kajuit is geschieddat weet de eerste, stuurman niet

9. Maar eer het scheepje was aan walwas er het jonge, matroosje bèèèèè

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Leave her, Johnny, leave her F, f 2./2

1. Oh the times wuz hard, an’the wages low,Leave her, Johnny, leave her.

But now once more ashore we’ll goAn’its time for us to leave her.

Oh, I thought I heard the Ol’ Man sayLeave her, Johnny, leave her

Tomorrow you will get your payAnd it’s time for us to leave her.

Leave her, Johnny, leave her.O leave her [leave her], Johnny, leave her.For the voy’ge is done, and the winds don’t blow.An’its time for us to leave her.

2. The work wuz hard an’ the voyage wuz long,The sea wuz high an’ the gales wuz strong.The wind wuz foul an’ the sea ran high,She shipped it green an’ none went by.

Refrein

3. Oh our Ol’ Man he don’t set no sail,We’d better off in a nice clean jail.We’ll make her fast an’ stow our gear,The gals are a-waitin’ on the pier

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The Drunken Sailor Dm, a 3./3

What shall we do with the drunken sailor (3x)Earlye in the morning

Hurrah, and up she rises (3x)Earlye in the morning

1. Put him in the long-boat, till he gets sober (3x)Earlye in the morning

2. Keep him there an'make him bale her

3. Trice him up in a runnin' bowline

4. Put him in the scuppers with a hosepipe on him

5. Take him, an'shake him, an'try awake him

6. What shall we do with a limejuice skipper

7. Soak him in oil, till he sprouts a flipper

8. Put him in the bed with the captains doughter

9. That's what we do with the drunken sailor

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Haul the bowline C, c 4./11. Haul the bowline - for Kitty she's me darling

Haul the bowline - the bowline haul.

2. Haul the bowline - Kitty lives in Liverpool

3. Haul the bowline - Liverpool's a fine town

4. Haul the bowline - so early in the morning

5. Haul the bowline - before the day wuz dawnin'

6. Haul the bowline - the fore an' main t'bowline

7. Haul the bowline - the fore t'gallant bowline

8. Haul the bowline - the Cape Horn gale's a-howlin'

9. Haul the bowline - the cook he is a-growlin'

10. Haul the bowline - we'll either break or bend it

11. Haul the bowline - we're men enough ter mend it

12 Haul the bowline - an' bust the chafin'-leather

13 Haul the bowline - oh, haul away tergether.

14 Haul the bowline - we'll hang for finer weather

15 Haul the bowline - we'll bowl along tergether

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Rolling home C,e 5./2

(1e+2e) Rollin’ home,(3e) Rollin’ home, Rollin’ home across the sea.

Rollin’ home to dear old England.Rollin’ home dear land to thee.

1. Call all hands to man the capstan, see the cable run down clear, heave away and with a will boys, for old England we will steer.And we'll sing in joyfull chorus,in the watches of the night,and we'll sight the shores of England, when the gray dawn brings the light.

2. Up aloft amid the rigging,blows the loud exulting gale, like a birds wide out-stretched pinions,spreads on high each swelling sail.And the wild waves cleft behind us, seem to murmur as they flow,there are loving hearts, that wait you,in the land to which you go.

3. Eastward eastward, ever eastward,to the rising of the sun,we have sailed forever eastward,since our voyage has begun.Off Cape Horn on winters morning,setting sails in ice and snow,you could hear the shell-backs calling:Hoist away and let her go!

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West-Zuid-West F, f 6./1

1. West-zuid-west van Ameland,daar ligt een kolkje diep.Daar vangt men schol en schellevis,maar mooie meisjes niet.

Hoog, hoog, hoog, de ballast die is droog.Maar onder op de grond, is hij zo nat als stront.

2. Hoog is de zolder,laag is de vloer.Mooi is het meisje, maar lelijk is haar moer.

3. Toen 'k laatst van Suriname kwam,zag ik van ver een schip.'k Dacht dat het aan de wolken hing,maar het zat op een klip.

4. En op die klip daar zat een koe, een wonderbare koe.Die alle maanden kalven moest.Het was er naar aan toe.

5. Het was een vruchtbaar jaar.Het was een vruchtbaar jaar.Dat alle vrouwen kraamden, en ik de vader waar.

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The Old Chariot Esm, ges 7./1

1. Oh, a drop of Nelsons blood,wouldn't do us any harm.

Oh, a drop of Nelsons blood,wouldn't do us any harm.

Oh, a drop of Nelsons blood,wouldn't do us any harm.

An' we'll all hang on behind.

So we'll roll the old chariot along,We'll roll the old chariot along.We'll roll the old chariot along,An' we'll all hang on behind.

2. Oh, a plate of Irish stew,wouldn't do us any harm.

3. Oh, a nice fat cook,wouldn't do us any harm.

4. Oh, a roll in the clover,wouldn't do us any harm.

5. Oh, a long spell in gaol, (jail)wouldn't do us any harm.

6. Oh, a nice watch below,wouldn't do us any harm.

7. Oh, a night with the gals,wouldn't do us any harm.

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My Bonnie (2 stemmig) F,c 8./2

1. My Bonnie is over the ocean

my Bonnie is over the sea

My Bonnie is over the ocean

oh bring back my Bonnie to me

Bring back, bring back

[oh bring back, oh bring back]

Bring back my Bonnie to me, to me

Bring back, bring back

[oh bring back, oh bring back]

Bring back my Bonnie to me

2. Last night as I lay on my pillow

last night as I lay on my bed

Last night as I lay on my pillow

I dreamt that my Bonnie was dead

3. Oh, blow ye winds over the ocean

Oh, blow ye winds over the sea

Oh, blow ye winds over the ocean

and bring back my Bonnie to me

4. The winds have gone over the ocean

the winds have gone over the sea

The winds have gone over the ocean

and brought back my Bonnie to

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Blow the man down (2 stemmig) C,g 9./2

1. Oh, as I wuz rollin' down Paradisestreet,

Way, hay, blow the man down.

A sassy flash clipper I chanc'd for to meet,

Gim-me some time to blow the man down.

2. This spankin flash packet she said unto me,

There's a dandy full rigger just ready for sea,

3. This dandy full rigger to New York was bound,

She was very well rigged and very well found,

4. So I packed up my sea-chest and signed on that day

And with this flash packet I spend half me pay,

5. 't Wuz when this Blackballer wuz ready for sea,

't Is then that you 'll see such a hell of a spree,

6. There's tinkers an' tailors an' soldiers an' all,

All ship as prime seaman aboard this Blackball,

Gim-me some time to blow the man down.

Gim-me some time to blow the man dow

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Ketelbinkie G,d 10./2

1.Toen wij van Rotterdam vertrokkenmet de Edam een ouwe schuit.Met kakkerlakken in de midscheepsen rattennesten in 't vooruit.Toen hadden wij een kleine jongenals Ketelbink bij ons aan boord.Die voor de eerste keer naar zee gingen nooit van haaien had gehoord.

Die van zijn moeder aan de kadewat schuchter lachend afscheid nam.Omdat ie haar niet durfde zoenendie straatjongen uit Rotterdam.

2.Hij werd gescholden door de stokersomdat ie van de eerste dag.Toen wij maar net de pier uit warenal zeeziek in het foc'-s'le lag.En met jenever en citroenenwerd hij weer op de been gebracht.Want zieke zeelui zijn nadeligen brengen schade aan de vracht.

Als ie dan sjouwend met zijn ketelsvan de kombuis naar voren kwam.Dan was het net een brokkie wanhoopdie straatjongen uit Rotterdam.

3.Wanneer hij 's avonds in zijn kooi lagen na zijn sjouwen eind'lijk sliep.Dan schold de man die wacht-te-kooi hadomdat ie om zijn moeder riep.Toen is ie op een mooie morgen't was in de Stille Oceaan.Terwijl ze brulden om hun koffieniet van zijn kooigoed opgestaan.

En toen de stuurman met kinineen wonderolie bij hem kwam.Vroeg hij een voorschot op z'n gagevoor 't ouwe mens in Rotterdam.

4.In zeildoek en met rooster barenwerd hij die dag op 't luik gezet.De kapitein lichtte zijn petjeen sprak met groc-stem een gebed.En met een één-twee-drie-in-godsnaamging 't ketelbinkie overboord.Die 't ouwetje niet durfde zoenenomdat dat niet bij zeelui hoort.

De man een extra mokkie schoot-anen 't ouwe mens een telegram.Dat was het einde van een zeemandie straatjongen uit Rotterdam.

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Hamborger Veermaster C, g 11./1

Blow, boys, blow, [Blow boys] for Californio

There is plenty of [plenty of] gold so I am told.

On the banks of Sacramento.

1. Ick heff mol en Hamborger Veermaster sehn.

To my hoo-dah, to my hoo-dah.

Dé Masten so scheef as den Schipper sien Been.

To my hoo-dah, hoo-dah, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo.

2. Dat Deck weer van isen vull Schiet un vull Smeer.

Dat weer de Schietgäng eer schönstes Pläseer.

3. Dat Logies weer vull Wanzen, de Kombüs weer vull Dreck.

Dé Beschüten de leupen von sülben all weg.

4. Dat Soltfleesch weer gröön, un de Speck weer vull Maden.

Kööm geev me dat bloss an'n Winachtsabend.

5. Un wull'n wi mal seil'n ik segg dat jo nur.

Denn lööp he dree vörut un veer wedder retur.

6. As dat Schipp, so weer ok unser Kaptein.

Dé Lüüd för dat Schipp wörrn ok bloss schanghai

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South Australia D/a 12./2

1. In South Australia I was born.Heave away Haul away.

South Australia is me home,We're bound for South Australia.

Heave away you Rolling King,Heave away Haul away.Heave away you'll hear me sing,We're bound for South Australia.

2. Me wife is standing on the quay,The tears do start as she waves to me,

3. An' when I'm on a foreign shore,I'll think o'me darlin that I adore,

4. There ain't but one thing grieves me mind,To leave me wife an'child behind,

5. Now I'm on a foreign strand,With a glas o'pisco in me hand,

6. This cross ye see the bottom of the line,Is only to keep ye in me mind,

7. Now we are homeward bound again,I'll soon be seeing Sara Jane,

8. Oh fare ye well, now fare ye well,Oh fare ye well, I wish ye well

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Shenandoah (3 stemmig) C,g 13./5

1. Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you,

A w a y y e r o l l i n ' r i v e r !

Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you,

Away we're bound to go, (1 s temmig)

Cross the wide Missourah!

2. Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter,

For her I crossed, your raging waters,

3. For seven long years, I courted Sally

She broke my heart, here in this valley

4. Missourah, she’s a mighty river

Missourah she’s a mighty river

5. Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you,

Oh Shenandoah, I’ll never greeve you

6. Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you,

Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you

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Curaçao (2 stemmig) F,c 14./4

1. Curaçao, 'k heb jou, zo menigmaal bekekenEn al jouw loze streken die stane mij niet aanEn al jouw loze streken die stane mij niet aanDaarom ga ik vertrekken naar waar ik kom vandaan

(1e)Ooohooohooo, (1e+2e) OoohooohoooWij gaan u verlaten, Paramaribo(1e)Ooohooohooo, (1e+2e) OoohooohoooWij gaan u verlaten, Paramaribo

2. 'k Kwam laatst, met haast, al door 't HeerenstraatjeMen sprak mijn lieve maatje, kom zet u hier wat neerEn drink met ons een glaasje, en rook een pijp tabakMet al die loze streken raakt 't geld uit de zak

3. Een zoen, kan doen, de hele nacht te blijvenDan hoort men niet 't kijven van onze officierZo raken wij aan 't dwalen, zo dronken als een zwijnHet schip ligt voor de palen, aan boord moeten we zijn

4. Maak los de tros, de vooren achtertouwenWij zijn niet meer te houwen, we gaan naar Holland toeWaar is het leven beter, dan bij je eigen vrouwVervloekt zijn al de hoeren van 't eiland Curaçao

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Shallow Brown (3 stemmig) G,d 15./2

1. O I'm go'ng, to leave her,

Shallow, O Shallow Brown,

O I'm go'ng, to leave her,

Shallow, O Shallow Brown.

2. Ship on board, a whaler,

3. Bound away, to St. George's,

4. Love you well, Juliana,

5. Massa go'ng, to sell me,

6. Sell me to, a Yankee,

7. Sell me for, a dollar,

8. Great big Spa, nish dollar

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Essequibo River (3 stemmig) D,a 16./3

Buddy tanna nà, we are somebody o (6x)

1. Essequibo River is the Queen o' Rivers aaall

Buddy tanna nà, we are somebody o

Essequibo River is the Queen o' Rivers aaall


Somebody o, Johnny, somebody o


2. Essequibo Capt´n is the King o' Capt'ns aaall

3. Essequibo Bosun is the King o' Bosuns aaall

4. Essequibo sailor is the Chief o' sailors aaall

5. Essequibo Sally is the Queen o' Sallies aaall

6. Essequibo maiden is Queen o' Maidens aaall






(laatste regel blijven herhalen en uitsterven)

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Kaperlied Dm,d 17./1

1. Al die willen te kap'ren varen,

moeten mannen met baarden zijn:

Jan, Pier, Tjores en Corneel

die hebben baarden, die hebben baarden.

Jan, Pier, Tjores en Corneel

die hebben baarden, zij varen mee.

2. Al die ranzige tweebak lusten,

3. Al die deftige pijpkes smoren,

4. Al die willen de walvis vangen,

5. Al die vrouwen en drank beminnen,

6. Al die mee naar de hel wil varen,

7. Al die dood en de duvel niet duchten

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Sloop "John B" F,c 18./4

So hoist up the John B's sail.See how the mainsail sets.Call for the captain ashore, let us go home.Let us go home, oh let us go home, oh yeah.Well, we feel so broke up, we wanna go home.1.We come on the sloop John B.My grandfather and me.Around of Nassau town we did roam.Drinking all night, got into a fight.Well, I feel so broke up,I want to go home.(3e) Doedam, padoedam, padoedam padoedam.

So hoist up the John B's sail.(3e) Hoist up the John B's sailSee how the mainsail sets.(3e) See how the mainsail setsCall for the captain ashore, let us go home.Let us go home, oh let us go home, oh yeah.Well, we feel so broke up, we wanna go home.2.The first mate he got so drunk.(1e) Aaaa, a, a, a, aaa, aaa, a, a, a, aaa,And broke in the Captain's trunk.The constable had to come and take him away.Oh, sheriff John Stone, please let me alone.Well, I feel so broke up,I want to go home.(3e) Doedam, padoedam, padoedam padoedam.

So hoist up the John B's sail.(3e) Hoist up the John B's sailSee how the mainsail sets.(3e) See how the mainsail setsCall for the captain ashore, let us go home.Let us go home, oh let us go home, oh yeah.Well, we feel so broke up, we wanna go home.3.The poor cook, he caught the fits.(1e) Aaaa, a, a, a, aaa, aaa, a, a, a, aaa,And ate up all of the grits.And then he threw away all of the corn.Oh, sheriff John Stone, please let me alone.Oh, this is the worst trip,I've ever been on.(3e) Doedam, padoedam, padoedam padoedam.

So hoist up the John B's sail.(3e) Hoist up the John B's sailSee how the mainsail sets.(3e) See how the mainsail setsCall for the captain ashore, let us go home.Let us go home, oh let us go home, oh yeah.Well, we feel so broke up, we wanna go home.(3e )Well, we feel so broke up, we wanna go home. (3x)

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Alabama John Cherokee (3 st.) Bes,f 19./3

1. Oh, this is the tale of John CherokeeAlabama John Cherokee

The injun man of the MiramasheeAlabama John Cherokee

WhayhayhayOeh! Alabama John Cherokee

2. They made him a slave down in AlabamHe run away every time he can

3. They shipped him aboard of a whaling shipAgen an' agen he gave 'em the slip

4. But they cotched him agen an' they chained him tightKept him in the dark without any light

5. They gave him nothing to eat or drinkAll of his bones began to clink

6. And now his ghost is often seenSitting on the main-truck-all wet and green

7. At the break o' dawn he goes belowThat is where de cocks day crow

- - - - - - - Oeh!

(2x)

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Le capitaine de Saint-Malo Dm,a 20./3(3 stemmig)1. Le capitain' de Saint-Malo,A li alo,

qui fait la pêche aux cachalots!Ali ali, ali alo, ali alo.

2. Il à trois filles qui font la peau,la première à Valparaiso!

3. La deuxième à Rio de Janeiro,la troisième à San Francisco!

4. Il donne la goutte à ses matelots,à grand coups de barre de guindeau!

5. Il mange la viande nous laisse les os,il boit du vin et toi de l'eau!

6. A la manœuvre le bosco,te dresse a coups de cabillot!

(intermezzo)

7. Le lieutenant t'envoie la-haut,à coups de bottes dans le dos!

8. Et le second qui est le plus beau,si tu groumes il te fout à l'eau !

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De Zoute Zee Dm,a 21./2

1. We varen voor een zeemanspree.Over de zoute zee.

We nemen er nooit vrouwen mee.Over de zoute pekelzee, over de zoute zee.

2. We vreten bonen met azijn.Het spek is voor de kapitein.

3. En gaan we zuipen aan de wal.Ze tappen er bier zo bitter als gal.

4. Bij vrouwen uit de zeemanskroeg.Daar is 't genot nooit lang genoeg.

5. En komt er een orkaan voorbij.Dan is 't gedaan met de koopvaardij.

6. Dan roepen wij Neptunus aan.Neptunus laat ons niet vergaan.

7. De zee is diep, de zee doof.Ze luistert naar geen bijgeloof.

8. Als wij voor eeuwig zijn vergaan.Dan komen wij in de hemel aan.

9. Dan krijgen wij ons laatste pree.En zuipen met Neptunus mee.

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Strike the Bell C,e 22./31. Aft on the poopdeck, walkin' about

there is the second mate, so sturdy an' so stoutWhat he is thinkin' of, he only knows himsel'O, we wish that he would hurry up andstrike, strike the bell.

Strike the bell, second mate, let us go belowLookwell to windward, you can see it's gonna blowLook at the glass, you will see it has fellAn' we wish that ye would hurry up andstrike, strike the bell

2. Down on the maindeck working at the pumpsThere is the larboard watch – ready for their bunksOver to wind'ard they see a great swellThey 're wishing that the second mate wouldstrike, strike the bell

3. Aft at the wheel poor Anderson standsGrasping the spokes in his cold, mitten'd handsLooking at the compass an' the course is clear as hellHe 's wishing that the second matestrike, strike the bell

4. For'ard on the fo'c'slehead keeping sharp lookoutThere is Johnny standing, ready for to shout

“Lights are burnin' bright, sir, an' everything is well”He 's wishin' that the second mate wouldstrike, strike the bell

5. Aft on the quarterdeck our gallant captain standsLookin' to wind'ard with his glasses in his handWhat he is thinkin' of, we know very wellHe 's thinking more of shortening sail, thanstrike, strike the bell

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Whiskey Johnny F,c 23./21. Oh, whiskey is the life of man,Whiskey, Johnny.

Oh, whiskey from an ol' tin can,Whiskey for me Johnny.

2. Oh, whiskey here, and whiskey there,Oh, whiskey almost everywhere,

3. I'll drink it hot, I'll drink it cold,I'll drink it new, I'll drink it old,

4. Whiskey made me pawn me cloes,Oh, whiskey gave me this red nose,

5. Some likes whiskey, some likes beer,I wisht I had a barrel here,

6. Oh, the mates like whiskey, the skipper likes rum,The sailors like both, but we can't git none,

7. Oh, a tot of whiskey for each man,An' a bloody big bottle for the shantyman,

Whiskey for me Johnny. (± 3x)

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Bye Bye Roseanna F,a 24./4

1. The boat is sailing round the bendBye-bye, my RoseanneAll loaded down with fishermenI won't be home tomorrow

1-stemmig niet vertragen

Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-byeBye-bye, my RoseanneBye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-byeI won't be home tomorrow

2. Oh a dollar a day is a sailor's payBye-bye, my RoseanneIt's easy come, easy slip awayI won't be home tomorrow

Refrein: 4-stemmig niet vertragen

3. Oh Roseanne, sweet RoseanneBye-bye, my RoseanneI'm go'n away, but not to stayI won't be home tomorrow

Refrein: 1-stemmig niet vertragen

4. We're sailing off across the bayBye-bye, my RoseanneWe won't be back for many a dayWe won't be back tomorrow

Refrein: 4-stemmig laatste regel vertragenPauzeRefrein: 1-stemmig herhalen

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Fiddler's Green F,c 25./2

1. As I walked by the dockside one evening so fairTo view the salt water and take the sea air "zucht"I heard an old fisherman singing a songWon't you take me home boys, my time, is'nt long

Wrap me up in my oilskin and jumperNo more on the docks I'll be seenJust tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip matesAnd I'll see you some day in Fiddler's Green

2. Now Fiddler's Green is a place I heard tellWhere fishermen go if they don't go to hellWhere the skies are all clear and the dolphins do playAnd the cold coast of Greenland, is far, far away

3. When you get to the docks and the long trip is throughThere's pubs there's clubs and there's lassies there tooWhere the girls are all pretty and the beer it is freeAnd there's bottles of rum, growing from, each tree

4. Now I don't want a harp nor a halo, not meJust give me a breeze and a good rolling sea "yeah"I'll play me old squeeze-box ........... as we sail alongWith the wind in the rigging, to sing, me a song

(Refrein) +Just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip matesAnd I'll see you some day in Fiddler's Green

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Good night, ladies Bes,d 26./3

1. Good night, ladies! (3x)We're go'ng to leave you now.

(2e+3e ↑‾ ↓ )

2. Good night, ladies! (3x)We're go'ng to leave you now.

(2e+3e ↑‾ ↓ )

Merrily, we roll along,

roll along, roll along,

Merrily we roll along,

o'er, the dark blue sea.

3. Farewell, ladies! (3x)We're go'ng to leave you now.

(2e+3e ↑‾ ↓ )

4. Sweet dreams, ladies! (3x)We're go'ng to leave you now.(laatste regel vertragen) (2e+3e ↑‾ ↓ )

(korte rust)

Refrein vlug en uitbundig

5. Sweet dreams, ladies! (1x stop!!!!!!)

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1. Fare ye well the Princess landing stageRiver Mersey far ye wellI am bound to CaliforniayeIt's a place I know right well

So fare ye well, my own true loveWhen I return united we will beIt's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves meBut me darling when I thinks of ye

2. I'm bound to CalifornayeBy way of ol' Cape HornAn' I bet that I will curse the dayAn' the hour that I was born

3. I've shipped in a Yankee clipper shipDavy Crockett is her nameCaptain Burgess he is tough, me ladsAnd the mate he's just the same

4. 'Tis me second passage with ol' BurgessAn' I think I know him wellIf a man's a sailor, he can get alongBut if not, he's sure in hell

5. Fare ye well to lower Frederick StreetAnson Place, and Parkee Lane'Tis a long, long time, me bucko boysEre I see you again

6. So, fare ye well my own true loveGoodbye, my love, goodbye'Twill be a long long time, my dearBut me darlin' don't ye cry

Refrein (2x)

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Can´t you dance the Polka C,g 28./1

1. As I strolled down the Broadway, one evenin' in July, I met a maid who ax'd me trade, an'a Sailor John, sez I.

Then away, you Santee, my dear Annie.Oh, Ye New York girls, can't ye dance the polka?

2. To Tiffany's I took her, I did not mind expense, I bought her two gold earrings, an'they cost me fifteen cents.

3. Sez she, 'You Limejuice sailor, now see me home you may.But when we reached her cottage door, she this to me did say.

4. My flash man he's a Yankee, wid his hair cut short behind,He wears a pair o'long sea-boots, an' he sails in the Blackball Line.

5. He's homeward bound this evening, an'wid me he will stay,So git a move on, sailor-boy, git crackin'on yer way.

6. So I kissed her hard an'proper, afore her flash man came,An'fare-ye-well, me Bowery gal, I know yer little game.

7. I wrapped me glad rags round me, an'to the docks did steer,I'll never court another maid, I'll stick to rum an'beer.

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Johnny, come down to Hilo D,d 29./4

1. I've never seen the like, since I bin born,Oh, a big buck sailor wid his seaboots on.

Oh Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.Oh! wake her, Oh! shake her,Oh wake that gal with the blue dress on.Oh Johnny come down to Hilo, poor old man.

2. I love a little gal across the sea,She's a big buck mama an' she sez to me.

3. Wuz ye never down in Mobile Bay,A-screwin' cotton for a dollar a day?

4. Oh, there once wuz a sailor an' his name wuz Uncle Ned,An' he had no yarns on the top o' his head.

5. Did ye ever see the ol' plantation bossAn' his long-tailed filly, an' his big, black hoss?

6. Oh, go fetch me down me riding cane,For I'm off to see me sweetheart Jane.

7. Oh, Sally in the garden, pickin' peas,An' the hair of her head hangin' down to her knees.

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The Ebenezer F,c 30./4

1. I shipp'd on board of the Ebenezer,Ev'ry day 'twas scrub an' grease 'er,Send us a loft to scrape 'er down,An'if we growl'd they'd blow us down.

Oh, Gitalong, boys, gitalong do,Handy, me boys, so handy!Gitalong, boys, gitalong do,Handy, me boys, so handy!

2. The Old Man wuz a drunken geezer,Couldn't sail the Ebenezer,Learnt his trade on a Chinese junk,He spent mos'time, sir in his bunk.

3. The chief mate's name wuz Dickie Green, sirThe dirtiest beggar ye've ev'r seen, sir,Walkin' his poop wid a bucko roll,May the sharks have his body an' the devil have his soul.

4. The bosun came from Tennessee, sir,He always wore a Blackball cheeser,He had a gal in every port,At least that's what his Missus thought.

5. The Ebenezer wuz so old, sir,She knew Columbus as a boy, sir,'Twas pump her, bullies, night an' day,To help her git to Liverpool Bay.

6. Wet hash it wuz our only grub, sir,For breakf'st, dinner, an' for supper,Our bread wuz as tough as any brass,An' the meat wuz as salt as Lot's wife's as

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Le petit bois Bes,bes 31./3

1. Derrière chez nous il y a un petit boisHourra, mes boués, hourra

J'cueillis deux fraises, j'en mangis troisTralalalalalalalala

2. Avec une fillette de quinze ansSa mère arrive au même instant

3. Que faites-vous à mon enfantJe suis en train de lui compter les dents

4. Il lui en manque une sur le devantQue je lui pose bellement.

5. Son pucelage qui était dedansJe l'ai déhalé dessus ma dent

6. L'était tout chaud et bien contentLa voilà gaie la belle enfant

7. C'est à mon tour dit sa mamanIl m'en manque une également

8. Je les pose qu'à celles de quinze ansLes vieilles pour le commandant

9. A vieille bouche plus de dentsEt pour les mères plus d'amants

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Mein vader vos ein Dutchman F,c 32./2

1. Mein vader vos ein DutchmanMit mein yaw-yaw, yaw! (2x)

Mein vader vos ein Dutchman,Und mein mutter vos ein Prussian

Mit mein yaw-yaw, yaw!

2. Ich spoke ein funny lingo, (2x)I spoke ein funny lingo,Gott for dommey, O by Yingo.

3. Mit mein niggerum, buggerum, stinkum (2x)Vell, ve'll climb upon der steeples,Und ve'll spit down on the peoples.

4. Oh, ven I vos ein sailor (2x)Vell ve trink up all der whiskey, Und it makes us feel damn frisky.

5. Ve did all de bawdy houses (2x)Und ve hitchum up the trousers,Und ve catchum all der louses.

6. Ve chase all der bretty frauleins (2x)Und ve chase'em und ve tease'em,Und ve catch'em und ve kees'em.

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Sailors Farewell C,c 33./1

1. It 's our time to go now

Haul away your anchor (2x)It 's our sailing time

2. Get some sail upon her

Haul away your halyards (2x)It 's our sailing time

3. Get her on her course now

Haul away your foresheets (2x)It 's our sailing time

4. Waves are rolling under

Haul away down channel (2x)On the evening tide

5. When my days are over

Haul away for Heaven (2x)God be by my side

6. It 's our time to go now

Haul away your anchor (2x)It 's our sailing time

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Le pont de Morlaix G,d 34./3

1. C'est en passant sur le pont de MorlaixHaul away, old fellow away

La belle Hélène j'ai rencontréHaul away, old fellow away

2. Bien humblement je l'ai saluéeD'un doux sourire elle m'a remercié

3. Mais j'ai bien vu qu' c'est charitéCar c'est une dame de qualité

4. C'est la fille d'un capitaine nantaisA matelot ne sera jamais

5. Pour nous sont les garces des quaisQui volent, qui mentent, et qui font tuer

6. Je n'étale plus, je vas tout larguerJ'vas faire mon trou dans la salée

7. Matelots mon cœur est embruméBuvons quand même a sa beauté

8. Encore un coup pour étarquerHaul away, old fellow away

Hisse le grand foc, tout est payéHaul away, old fellow awayHaul away, old fellow away

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Spanish Ladies F,c 35./2

1. Farewell an' adieu to you fair Spanish ladiesFarewell an' adieu to you ladies of SpainFor we've received orders for to sail for old EnglandAn' hope very shortly to see you again

We'll rant and we'll roar, like true British sailorsWe'll rant and we'll rave across the salt seas'Til we all strike soundingsin the Channel of Old EnglandFrom Ushant to Scilly is thirty-four leagues

2. We hove our ship to, with the wind at sou'west, boysWe hove our ship to for to take soundings clearIn fifty-five fathoms with a fine sandy bottomWe filled our maintops'l, up Channel did steer

3. The first land we made was a point called the DeadmanNext Ramshead off Plymouth, Start, Portland, and WightWe sailed then by Beachie, by Fairlee and DungeynessThen bore straight away for the South Foreland Light

4. Now the signal was made for the Grand Fleet to anchorWe clewed up our tops'ls, stuck out tacks and sheetsWe stood by our stoppers, we brailed in our spankersAnd anchored ahead of the noblest of fleets

5. Let every man here drink up his full bumperLet every man here drink up his full bowlAnd let us be jolly and drown melancholyDrink a health to each jovial an' true-hearted soul

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The Dead Horse Shanty G,d 36./3

1. Oh, a poor old man came riding byAnd we say so, and we hope so

Oh, a poor old man came riding byOh, poor old horse

2. Says I, Old man, your horse will dieSays I, Old man, your horse will die

3. And if he dies we'll tan his skinAnd if he don't we'll ride him again

4. For one long month I rode him hardFor one long month we all rode him hard

5. But now your month is up, old TurkGet up, you swine, and look for work

6. Get up you swine and look for graftWhile we lays on and drags ye aft

7. He's dead as a nail in the lamp-room doorAnd he won't come worrying us no more

8. We'll use the hair of his tail to sew our sailsAnd the iron of his shoe to make deck nails

9. We'll hoist him up to the main yard-armWhere he won't do sailors any harm

10. And drop him down to the depths of the seaAnd drop him down to the bottom of the sea

11. We'll sink him down with a long, long rollAnd we say so, and we hope so

Where the sharks have his body and the devil have his soulOh, poor old horseOh, poor old horse

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Haal mi den Saalhund F,f 37./1

Haal mi den Saalhund

ut'n Stranne te Lanne!

Haal mi den Saalhund

ut'n Stranne te Lanne!

1. He hett mi all de Fisch opfräten,

hett mi't ganze Nett tweiräten.

2. He hett dat ganze Nett tweiräten,

he will uns jo all opfräten.

3. Wi willn uns hüt den Röwer langen,

willn uns hüt den Saalhund fangen.

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Rosabella E,e 38./2

And I'm go'n on board the Rosabella,And I'm go'n on board the Rosabella,I'm go'n on board, I'm down to board,the saucy Rosabella.

1. One Monday morning in the month of May, (2x)I thought, I heard the old man say,

The Rosabella will sail to-day.

2. She's a deep watership with a deepwater crew, (2x)You can stick to the coast, but be damned if we do,

On board the Rosabella

3. All around Cape Horn in the month of May, (2x)Around Cape Horn, it's a bloody long way,

On board the Rosabella.

4. Around Cape Horn we al must go, (2x)Around that cape, in the ice and the snow,


5. Them Bowery girls they make me grieve, (2x)They take me money, and they make me leave,


6. One Monday morning in the month of May, (2x)I thought, I heard the old man say,

The Rosabella will sail to-day.

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Roll the Cotton Down Es,as 39./3

1. Away down south where I was bornRoll the cotton down

that's where the niggers blow their hornOh, roll the cotton down

When I lived down in TennesseeRoll the cotton down

then my old Massa said to meOh, roll the cotton down

Roll the cottonRoll the cotton, MosesRoll the cottonOh, roll the cotton, down

2 Were ever you in Mobile Baythere we rolled the cotton day by dayOne dollar a day is a darkey's payfive dollar gets the white man each day

3. When I was young before the wartimes were gay on the Mississippi shoreWhen the work was over at the close of day't is then you'd hear the banjo play

4. While the darkeys would sit around the doorand the piccaninnies played upon the floorBut since the war there's been a changeto the darkey every thing seems strange

5. No more you'll hear the banjo playfor the good old times have passed away

(Refrein) + Oh, roll the cotton, down.

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De Kock G,d 40./2

1. Iuchhei lustig Seggt heIch bün Kock (1e↓ 3e↑) Seggt heDrink ok geern (1e↓ 3e↑) Seggt heEen Glas Grog Seggt heFohr to See Seggt heTwintig Jahren (1e↓ 3e↑) Seggt heHeww ok ümmer (1e↓ 3e↑) Seggt heGlüklich fahr'n. (stop!!!!!!)

2. Geele ArftenKaak ik möörRöör se ümmerDüchtig dörEen Stück SpeckTämlich GrootSmeckt up SeeWurlich good (stop!!!!!!)

3. Back ik KlütenAs bekanntSpee ik eerstIn de HandMaak se dennKugelrundSmecken goodSünd gesund. (stop!!!!!!)

4. Mien Kombüüsis hübsch reinAllens ispüük un feinWer rein kummtward glieks rufftUn ick sett eman die Luft. stop!!!!!!)

5. Doch een DeelIst dorbiDat ik sorgOk för miFor mien MoFor mien FlietStäk ik watAn de Siet. Stop!!!!!!)

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De IJzeren man C, g 41./51. In Hellevoetsluis, daar staat een huisHoera, die IJzeren man

Daar zijn de dames van Baggermans thuisHoera, die IJzeren man

En in dat huis, daar staat een stokHoera, die IJzeren man

Daar krijgen de dames mee onder hun rokHoera, die IJzeren manDan zingen wij vrolijk falderalderaWie gaat er met ons mee?Wij varen naar Amerika, het schip ligt op de ree (2x)

2. Een juffer die, naar de kerk wou gaanDie liet haar hoofd met goud beslaanAan ieder haar, had zij een belHet was gelijk een klokkenspel

3. En toen zij zo, de kerk in gingToen gingen die bellen van ring, ting, tingDe dominee die, op de preekstoel zatDie dacht bij zichzelf, wat een wijf is dat

4. De koster die, dat werk bezagDie was van streek de ganse dagDe dienstmaagd die, dat werk bekeekDie was jaloers de hele week

5. En wie dit lied, al heeft gedichtdie heeft zijn hemd al opgelicht

(solo) Danzingen wij vrolijk falderalderaWie gaat er met ons meeWij varen naar Amerika, het schip ligt op de ree (4x)

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Lowlands C, c 42./4

1. I dreamed a dream the other night,L o w l a n d s, lowlands away my John,

My love she came dressed all in white.Lowlands, my lowlands away.

2. I dreamed me love came in me sleep,Her cheeks were wet her eyes did weep.

3. She came to me as my best bride,All dressed in white like some fair bride.

4. And bravely in her bosom fair,A red, red rose did my love wear.

5. She made no sound no word she said,And then I knew me love was dead.

6. I bound the weeper round my head,For now I knew me love was dead.

7. She waved her hand she said goodbye,I wiped the tear from out me eye.

8. And then awoke to hear the cry,Oh, watch on deck oh, watch ahoy!

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His-'em op, huro, jolley! G,b 43./2

His-'em op, huro, jolley!

Hol-'em op, huro, jolley!

His-'em op, hu ro, jolley , ho, ho!

His-'em for de Kron, jolley!

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Blood Red Roses As,as 44./2

1. Me bonnie bunch o'roses O!Go down, you blood red roses, Go down!

'T is time for us to roll'n go!Go down, you blood red roses, Go down!

Oh, you pinks and posies.Go down, you blood red roses, Go down!

2. Our boots and clothes are all in pawn,And its flamin'drafty 'round Cape Horn.

3. My dear old mother said to me,My dearest son, come home from sea.

4. It's round Cape Horn we all must go,Round Cape Horn in the ice and snow.

5. You've got your advance, to sea you'll go,To chase them whales through the ice and snow.

6. It's round Cape Horn you've got to go,For that is where them whalefish blow.

7. The girls are waiting right ahead,A long strong pull should shift the dead.

8. Just one more pull and that will do,For we're the boys to kick her through.

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Rolling down to Old Maui Fm,c 45./2

1. It's damn tough life full of toil and strifeWe whalermen undergoAnd we don't give a damn when the gale is doneHow hard the winds do blowFor we're homeward bound, 'tis a damn fine soundWith a good ship taut and freeAnd we don't give a damn when we drink our rumWith the girls of Old Maui

Rollin’ down to Old Maui, me boysRollin’ down to Old MauiWe're homeward bound from the Arctic GroundRollin’ down to Old Maui

2. Once more we sail with a Northerly galeThrough the ice, and sleet, and rainAnd them coconut fronds in them tropical landsOh, we soon shall see againSix hellish months we passed awayin the cold Kamchatka SeaBut now we're bound from the Arctic groundRollin’ down to Old Maui

3. How soft the breeze of the tropic seasNow the ice is far astern,And them native maids in them island gladesAre awaiting our returnAn' their big, black eyes even now look outHoping some fine day to seeOur baggy sails running 'for the galesRollin' down to Old Maui

4. And now we're anchored in the BayWith the Kanakas all aroundWith chants and soft aloha-oesThey greet us homeward boundAnd now ashore we'll have good funWe'll paint them beaches redAwakin' in the arms of an island maidWith a big, fat, aching head.

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Allen die willen naar Island gaan (3 st.) Fm,f 46./4

1. Allen die willen naar Island gaan

Om kabeljauw te vangen en te vissen met verlangen

Naar Iseland, naar Iseland, naar Island toe

Tot drieëndertig reizen zijn we nog niet moe

2. Komt ons de tijd van de fooie aan

Wij dansen met behagen en wij weten van geen klagen

Maar komt de tijd, maar komt de tijd, naar zee te gaan

Dan is er wel ons hoofd van zorgen zwaar belaân

3. Als er de wind van het Noorden waaitWij gaan naar de herberge en wij drinken zonder erge

Wij drinken daar, wij drinken daar, op ons gemak

Totdat de leste stuiver is uit onze zak

4. Als er de wind van het oosten waait

De schipper blij van herte, zegt: Die wind die speelt ons perten

'T zal beter zijn, 't zal beter zijn, 't zal beter zijn

Te lopen voor de wind recht het Kanaal maar in

5. Langs de Lezaars, de Schorels voorbij

Vandaar al naar Kaap Claire, die niet weet, hij zal wel leren

Toen komt er bij, toen komt er bij, ons stureman

En hij geeft ons de koerse recht naar Iseland

6. Wij lopen 't eiland Rokol voorbij

Al naar de vogelscharen, dat kan ieder openbaren

En dan vandaar, en dan vandaar, naar Bredefjord

En daar dan smijten wij de kollen buiten bord

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Hingjend yn 'e line Dm,a 47./1

1. Berne oan board, bûn oan it skip;

Hingjend yn 'e line.

Mei honger yn 't liif, gjin jild yn 'e knip;


Seis kante meter, in roefke is near;

de takomst leit fêst, de takomst is klear.

Farre mei stront, lyk yn 'e wyn,


2. Iis yn 'e feart, it skip oan 'e kaai;

Oan 't wurk foar in baas, wachtsjend op tei;

Yn 'e winter 't fabryk, yn 'e simmer de line;

op 'e beurs in toer in frachtsje te finen.

3. Foar de skipper fan doe in skeamel bestean;

In bealich fol wurk, in suterich lean;

De fracht is feroare foar de skipper fan hjoed,

en hij hat ek mear as it skip op 'e noed.

4. In skip ûnder seil is net achterhelle;

Foar oalje wurdt al tefolle betelle;

Net inkeld yn jild mar ek oan natoer;

wynenerzjy is skjin en net djoer.

5. De kop yn 'e wyn, foar guon is 't in driuwen;

Om hieltiid mar oan yn 'e silen te bliuwen;

Se hingje yn 'e line, rjochtút sûnder rêst;

der is gjin werom, de koers dy leit fêst.

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Pique la baleine Em,e 48./3

1. Pour retrouver ma douce amieOh, mes boués Ouh la Ouh la la

Pour retrouver ma douce amieOh, mes boués Ouh la Ouh la la

Pique la baleine, joli baleinierPique la baleine, je veux naviguer

2. Aux milles mers j'ai navigué

3. Des mers du Nord aux mers du Sud

4. J' l'ai r'trouvé, quand j'm'ai noyé

5. Dans les grands fonds elle m 'éspérait

6. En couple à elle je me suis couché

7. Tous deux ensemble, on a pleuré

8. Pour retrouver ma douce amie

Refrein (2x) en versnellen

(2x)

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Mingulay boat song G,d 49./2

Heel you ho boys, let her go boysBring her head round, into the weatherHeel you ho boys, let her go boysSailing homeward to Mingulay

1. What care we though wild the Minch is

What care we boys for wind or weather

Let her go boys, every inch is

Sailing homeward to Mingulay

2. Wives are waiting, by the pier head

Or looking seaward from the heather

Pull her round boys, then you'll anchor

'Ere the sun sets on Mingulay

3. Ships return now, heavy laden

Mothers holding bairns a-cryin'

They'll return though, when the sun sets

They'll return home to Mingulay.

Refrein (2x)

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Santiana/The plains of Mexico D,a 50./4

1. We were sailing down the river from LiverpoolAway – Santy Anno

The sails were set and the hatches fullAll across the plains of Mexico

So we'llHeave her up and away we'll goHeave away – Santy AnnoHeave her up and away we'll goAll across the plains of Mexico

2. Oh, in Mexico I long to beWith a tight-waisted gal all on each knee

3. Now those Spanish girls I do adoreThey all drink pisko and ask for more

4. Now, when I was a young man in me primeI chased those Spanish gals two at a time

5. But now I'm old and I'm getting greyThose little girls look the other way

6. Oh, Mexico where the land lies lowWhere there ain’t no snow and the whalefish blow

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Sailor's prayer (3 stemmig) Es,es 51./4

1. This dirty town has been my home since last time I was sailingBut I'll not stay another day; I'd sooner be out whaling

Oh Lord above; send down a doveWith beak as sharp as razorsTo cut, the throats, of them there blokesWhat sells bad beer to sailors

2. Paid off me score and them ashore, me money soon was flyingWith Judy Lee upon my knee in my ear a-lying

3. With my new-found friends, my money spent just as fast as winkingBut when I make to clean the slate, the landlord says: "Keep Drinking"

4. With me money gone and clothes in pawn and Judy set for leavingSix months of pays gone in three days, but Judy isn't grieving

5. When the crimp comes round, I'll take his pound and his hand I'll be shaking

Tomorrow morn sail for the Horn just as the dawn is breaking

6. So for one last trip from port I'll ship but next time back I'm swearingI'll settle down in my hometown and go no more seafaring

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Three score and ten F,f 52./6

1. Me thinks I see some little craftspreading their sails a-leeAs down the Humber they do glideall bound for the northern sea.Me thinks I see on each small crafta crew with hearts so braveGoing out to earn their daily breadupon the restless wave

And it's three score and ten, boys and menwere lost from Grimsby townFrom Yarmouth down to Scarboroughmany hundreds more were drownedOur herring craft, our trawlersour fishing smacks as wellThey longed to fight that bitter nightthe battle with the swell

2. Me thinks I see them yet againas they leave the land behindCasting their lead into the deepthe fishing ground to findMe thinks I see them yet againand all on board 's all rightWith the sails close reef´d, the decks cleared upand the side-lights burning bright

3. October's night was such a sightit was never seen beforeThere was masts, there was yards; and broken sparscame floating to our shoreThere was many a heart in sorrowthere was many a hearts so braveThere was many a hearty fisherladthat found a watery grave

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Katrijntje boelijntje (1/3 stemmig) G,d 53./7

1. Haallijntje, boelijntje, Katrijntje,Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Dordt.

Zoetwatertje krijg je een schijntje,Geen botertje in je gort.

Haallijntje, boelijntje, haallijntje, ho,Haallijntje, boelijntje, haallijntje, ho!

2. (1e) Haallijntje, boelijntje, Katrijntje,(2e) - - - - - - - - Haallijntje, boelijntje, Katrijn,(3e) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Haallijntje, Katrijn,

Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Dordt.(1e) Zoetwatertje krijg je een schijntje,(2e) - - - - - - - Zoetwatertje krijg je een schijn,(3e) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Zoetwatertje schijn,

Geen botertje in je gort.

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3. Haallijntje, boelijntje, Katrijntje,Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Dordt.

Koudwatertje krijg je een kleintje,O jongens wat is ie kort.

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4. (1e) Haallijntje, boelijntje, Katrijntje,(2e) - - - - - - - - Haallijntje, boelijntje, Katrijn,(3e) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Haallijntje, Katrijn,

Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Dordt.(1e) Hoe langer je vaart voor een schijntje,(2e) - - - - - - - - Hoe langer je vaart voor een schijn,(3e) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Hoe langer je schijn,

Hoe leger je geldzak wordt.

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Down the bay to Juliana G,d 54./3

1. Emma Emma let me be

Roll her down the bay to Juliana

2. It's Emma Emma let me be

3. Them windward girls they all love me

4. But now I'm bound away to sea

5. Them windward girls are hard to beat

6. By pulling on your old mainsheet

7. Why do them Judies love me so?

8. Because I don't tell all I know

9. It's oh miss Emma, don't you cry

10. Goodbye me darling girl goodbye

11. In the morning we do sail away

12. Around the Horn a-chasin' whale

13. It's all, miss Emma, fare you well

14. You'll always be me darling girl

Roll her down the bay to Juliana, Julian

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Jean-François de Nantes E,b 55./3

1. C’est Jean-François de NantesOué, Oué, Oué

Gabier sur la Fringante, Oh mes bouesJean-Françoués

2. Débarque en fin d’campagneFier comme un roi d’Espagne, Oh mes boues

3. En vrac dedans sa bourseIl y a vingt mois de course, Oh mes boues

4. Une montre, une chaîneValant une baleine, Oh mes boues

5. Branlebas chez son hôtesseBitte et bosse et largesses, Oh mes boues

6. La plus belle servanteL’emmèn’dans sa soupente, Oh mes boues

7. Et Jean-François qui bandeLes couilles frémissantes, Oh mes boues

8. Il bouline la donzelleEt navigue en mer belle, Oh mes boues

9. En vidant la bouteilleTout son or appareille, Oh mes boues

10. Montre et chaîne s’envolentMais il prend la vérole, Oh mes boues

11. A l’hôpital de NantesJean-François se lamente, Oh mes boues

12. Pauvr’ Jean-François de NantesPlus jamais ne rebande, Oh mes boues

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A Hundred years ago D,a 56./3

1. Oh, a hundred years is a very long timeOh, aye oh

A hundred years is a very long timeA Hundred years ago

2. Oh, a hundred years on the Eastern ShoreA hundred years on the Eastern Shore

3. Ol'Bully John from BaltimoreI knew him well on the Eastern Shore

4. Ol'Bully John I knew him wellBut now he’s dead an' he’s gone to hell

5. He's dead as a nail in the lamproom doorHe's dead as a nail, that son-o' a whore

6. They used to think that pigs could flyCan you believe this bloody lie?

7. They thought the world was flat or squareThat old Columbus never got there

8. They thought the moon was made o' cheeseYou can believe it if yer please

9. A hundred years have passed an' gone'Tis a hundred years since I made this song

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Shoals of Herring C,c 58./5

(Intro)

1. Oh it was a fine and a pleasant dayOut of Yarmouth harbour I was faringAs a cabin boy on a sailing lugger

For to go and hunt the shoals of herring

2.Oh the work was hard and the hours were longAnd the treatment, sure, it took some bearingThere was little kindness and the kicks were manyAs we hunted for the shoals of herring

3. Oh we fished the Swarth and the Broken BankI was cook and I'd a quarter sharingAnd I used to sleep standing on me feet

And I'd dreamt about the shoals of herring

4.Oh we left the home grounds in the month of JuneAnd to canny Shiel's we soon were bearingWith a hundred cran of the silver darlingsThat we 'd taken from the shoals of herring

(Intermezzo)

5.Now you 're up on deck, you 're a fishermanYou can swear and show a manly bearingTake your turn on watch with the other fellowsWhile you 're searching for the shoals of herring

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A-Rovin’ G,d 59./3

1. In Amsterdam there lived a MaidMark well what I do say!

In Amsterdam there lived a MaidAn' she wuz mistress of her trade

I'll go no more a-ro-vin' with you fair maidA rovin', a rovin', Since rovin's been me ru-i-nI'll go no more a-rovin', with you, fair maid

2. I met this fair maid after darkShe took me to her favorite park

3. I put me arm around her waistSez she, “Young man, yer in great haste”

4. I put my hand upon her kneeSez she, “Young man, yer rather free”

5. I put my hand upon her thighSez she, “Young man, yer rather high”

6. We laid down on a grassy patchAn' I felt such a ruddy ass

7. She swore that she'd be true to meBut spent me pay-day fast and free

8. In three weeks' time I wuz badly bentThen off to sea I sadly went

9. Now when I got back home from seaA soger had her on his kne

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The saucy Arabella D,d 60./2

1. Oh the Arabella set her main topsailThe Arabella set her main topsail

the Arabella set her main topsailA-rollin' down the river

A-rollin' down, a-rollin' downA-rollin' down the riverA-rollin' down, a-rollin' downSaid the Bucko Mate to the Greaser's wifeA pumpkin puddin' an' a bulgine pie (3x)Aboard the Arabella

2. Oh the Arabella set her fore topsailThe Arabella set her fore topsail

3. Oh the Arabella set her big mainsailThe Arabella set her big mainsail

4. Oh the Arabella set her main royalThe Arabella set her main royal

5. Oh the Arabella set her fore skysailThe Arabella set her fore skysail

6. Oh the Arabella set her main staysailThe Arabella set her main staysail

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Nuenen aan zee (4 stemmig) F,a 61./7Nuenen aan zee (4x)1. Achter de Drunense Duinen

ligt mijn Nuenen aan zee Door Dommel, Maas en Waterweg ligt Nuenen pal aan zee

Alleen Paul: Met Zuid, Zuidwest vaart DwarsgetuigdAllen: van Nuenen naar de zee

Wij- zijn dwirsWij- zijn dwersWij- zijn dwars getuigdWij zingen van vrouwen en zeeDe vrouwen zijn wild en de zee is ruigOnze haven is Nuenen aan zeeWij- zijn dwirsWij- zijn dwersWij- zijn dwars getuigdWij zingen van rede tot reeWanneer de Dommel naar bakboord buigtZie ik mijn haven, mijn Nuenen aan zee

Nuenen aan zee (2x)2. Dat Nuenen aan zee ligt weet men

sinds Dwarsgetuigd er is Als van Gogh dat had geweten aten erpeleters vis

Paul: Net als van Gogh vindt Dwarsgetuigd Allen: één oorlam, ´n gemis

Wij- zijn dwirs …………..

Nuenen aan zee (2x)3. Voor wij het anker lichten (solist hoog)

kussen wij ons wijf Schipper roept "de trossen los" ontspannen wordt ons lijf

Paul: Vol tranen zingt dan Dwarsgetuigd Allen: je merkt wel of ik schrijf


Nuenen aan zee (2x)4. Als wij de zeilen hijsen (solist hoog)

schrapen wij ons keel "Fokschoot aan" roept onze boots Trekzak Jan: "ik speel"

Paul: Vol zeemanslust zingt Dwarsgetuigd Allen: geen vrouw is ons te veel


Nuenen aan zee (2x)5. Varend naar verre oorden

wordt ons hou doe tabee Komen wij in Brouwershaven verdrinken wij ’t heimwee

Paul: Heel vrolijk zingt dan Dwarsgetuigd Allen: ons leven valt niet mee

Wij- zijn dwirs ………..…

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John Kanaka Es,bes 62./4

1. I thought I heard the Old Man say

John Kanaka-naka tulai-é

Today, today is a holiday


Tulai-é oooh, tulai-é


2. We'll work termorrer, but no work terday

We'll work termorrer, but no work terday

3. We're bound away for Frisco Bay

We're bound away at the break o’ day

4. We're bound away around Cape Horn

We wisht ter Christ we'd niver bin born

5. Oh, haul, oh haul, oh haul away

Oh, haul away an’ make yer pay





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Serafina D,a 64./4

1. In Calyo there lives a whore who´s name is SerafinaSerafina Serafina

She fucks all night and sleeps all day at the old Calle marinaSerafina, Oh Serafina2. She's queen of all the whores that work down at the old casino

She used to screw for monkey nuts, but now she fucks for vino

3. Oh, Serafina's got no drawers, I've been ashore and seen herShe's got no time to put 'em on, that hard-fucked Serafina

4. She guzzles pisco, beer and gin; on rum her mum did wean herShe smokes just like the chimney stack on a PSNC steamer

5. She'll claw and bite and kick and scratch when in the old arenaShe'll rob you blind if she gets the chance, that dirty she-hyena

6. Oh, I was young and in my prime when I first met SerafinaBut the next morning when I woke up I wished I'd never seen her

7. For I was robbed, my gear was gone, and so was SerafinaShe'd run off with a Dago man who played the concertina

8. Well, I fucked the whores in Callyo and then the ones in LimaBut the randiest whore I ever fucked was the lovely Serafina

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General Taylor F,c 65./2

1. General Taylor gained the dayWalk him along, John, carry him along

And Santiana ran awayCarry him to his burying groundTo me way, hey, StormyWalk him along, John, carry him along[Timmy] Way, hey, hey, StormyCarry him to his burying ground

2. I wish I was old Stormy's sonI'd build me a ship of ten thousand ton

3. I'd load her down with ale and rumAnd every shellback should have some

4. We dug his grave with a silver spadeHis shroud of the finest silk was made

5. We lowered him down on a golden chainOn every link we carved his name

6. General Taylor died long agoHe's gone to where the winds don't blow

7. General Taylor's dead and goneGeneral Taylor's dead and gone

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Sampan Girl (2/3 st.) E,e 66./2

1. Me have got a flow-er boat,

come sail-ing Chu-ki-ang.

Sam-pan gir-lie play to you,

All the same sing-song.

2. Lao-yeh, you like me?

tzia-tzia, velly good.

Foreign man to Canton come,

Me got plenty chow.

3. Homeside have got pid gin,

me savvy, me can tell.

Bring me master chic ken,

Chi-da, velly well.

4. Suppose he likee Sam-shu,

it all the same can do.

Chop-chop-chop me fetch him,

Big-big Da-bing-yu.

5. You no likee Yang-yen,

me lightie littie pipe.

He go smokie Shang -yen,

Blong velly velly tight.

Noen meugt geer gaon klatschen

mit uch veut en heng.

veur deez sjoene koempels

Sjang en auch der Sjeng.

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The Liverpool Packet Bes,bes 67./1

1. At the Liverpool Docks at the break o' the dayI saw a flash packet bound west 'nd awayShe was bound to the west'ard where the wild waters flowShe 's a Liverpool packet, Oh Lord let her go. Bound away

Bound awayBound awayBound awayThrough the ice sleet an' snowShe 's a Liverpool packetOh Lord let 'er go

2. Oh, the time of her sailin' is now drawin' nighStand by all ye lubbers we 'll wish ye goodbyeA pair o' clean heels to ye now we will showShe 's a Liverpool packet, Oh Lord let her go. Bound away

3. An' now we are leavin' the sweet Salthouse DocksAll the boys an' the gals on the pierhead do flockAll the boys an' the gals are all shoutin' hurroShe 's a Liverpool packet, Oh Lord let her go. Bound away

4. An' now we are waitin' in the Mersey so freeAwaitin' the tugboat to tow us to seaAn' we 'll round the Rock Light where the salt tides do flowShe 's a Liverpool packet, Oh Lord let her go. Bound away

5. An' now we are howlin' down the wild Irish SeaOur passengers are merry, an' their hearts full of gleeOur sailors like tigers they walk to an' froShe 's a Liverpool packet, Oh Lord let her go. Bound away

6. An' now we are off the banks o' Newf'n'landWhere the bottom's all fishes an' fine yeller sandAn' the fishes they sing as they swim to'n' froShe 's a Liverpool packet, Oh Lord let her go. Bound away

7. An' now we' re arrivin' in old New York townWe 're bound for the Bowery, an' let sorrow drownWith our gals an' our beers, boys, oh, let the song flowShe 's a Liverpool packet, Oh Lord let her go. Bound away

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Round the corner, Sally Bes,d 68./1

1. 'Round the corner an' away we 'll go'Round the corner, Sally

'Round the corner where them gals do go'Round the corner, Sally

2. Oh, Sally Brown she 's the gal for meShe 's waitin' there by the mango tree

3. Se loves me good, she loves me longShe loves me hot, she loves me strong

4. Was ye ever down in Mobile BayWhere the gals all spend a white man’s pay

5. I wisht I had that gal in towI 'd take her in tow to Callyo

6. To Callyo we're bound to goAround that corner where there's ice an' snow

7. So round 'er up an' stretch 'er luffI think by Gawd we 've hauled enough

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Clear the Track Gm,g 69./4

1. Oh the smartest clipper you can find

Ah hey, ah ho, are you most done

Is the Margaret Evans of the Blue Star Line

Clear away the track and let the bulgine run!

Bassen niet: Timme aye, rig a jig in a jaunting car

Ah hey, ah ho, are you most done

Liza Lee all on me knee

Clear away the track and let the bulgine run!

2. Oh the Margaret Evans of the Blue Star LineShe's never a day behind the time

3. Oh we 're outward bound for New York TownWe'll dance that Bowery girls around

4. When we've stowed our freight on the West Sreet pierWe head right back to the Liverpool pier

5. Oh I thought I heard the old man sayWe leave that brick three points away

6. Oh when we are back in Liverpool townI 'll stand ye whiskies all around

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Way Stormalong, John C,g 70./1

1. Oh, Stormy 's gone that good ol' man'Way, Stormalong, John!

Oh, Stormy 's gone that good ol' manWay-ay Mister Stormalong, John!

2. A good ol' skipper to his crewAn able seaman bold an' true

3. We 'll dig his grave with a silver spadeHis shroud of finest silk was made

4. Old Stormy heard the Angel callSo sing his dirge now one an' all

5. He slipped his cable off Cape HornClose by the place where he wuz born

6. He 's moored at last an' furled his sailNo danger now from wreck or gale

7. I wisht I wuz Ol' Stormy's sonI 'd build a ship o' a thousand ton

8. I 'd sail this wide world round an' roundWith plenty o' money I 'd be found

9. I 'd load 'er up with Jamaica rumAn' all me shellbacks they 'd have some

10. We 'd git our drinks, lads, every manWith a bleedin' big bottle for the shantyman

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A Long Time Ago G,d 72./1

1. Three ships they lay in 'Frisco Bay

Timme way, hay, ho, high ho

Three ships they lay in 'Frisco Bay

Oh, a long time ago

2. One of the ships wuz the old Noah's Ark

All covered all over with hickory bark

3. The animals rolled up, oh, two by two

The elephant chasin' the kangaroo

4 The bull and the cow, they started a row

The bull did his best to horn the cow

5. Then Old Noah said with a flick of his whip

'Stop this bloody row, or I 'll scuttle the ship’

6. The bull put his horn through the side of the Ark

And the little black doggie, he started to bark

7. So Noah took the dog, put his nose in the hole

And ever since then the dog's nose has been wet

and cold

8 It's a long, long time and a very long time

It's a long, long time and a very long time

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Hauling Johnny D,a 73./3

1. A line, a knot, a ladderAway boys, away

We 'll do it all togetherSo haul, boys, haul

2. We hoist the sail togetherIn good or stormy weather

3. A sailor is a JohnnyHe said goodbye to mammy

4. He said farewell to daddyHe kissed his loving lassie

5. He kissed his son and daughterAnd left them both to mother

6. He'll head for San FranciscoHe'll hoist the sail for Pisco

7. He cleans the deck on sundayAnd mends the sail on monday

8. He tars the ropes on tuesdayAnd sharpens knives on wednesday

9. At thirsday hauls the anchorAnd friday heads for Antwerp

10. For beans, for rice, for pancakeAway boys, away

He works until the daybreakSo haul, boys, haul (2x)

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Bully in the alley G,d 74./2

1. So help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley.

Wey, Hey, bully in the alley.

Help me Bob, I'm bully in the alley.

Bully down in shin bone Al.

So,


Wey, Hey, bully in the alley.


Bully down in shin bone Al.

2. Oh Sally is the girl that I love dearly.Sally is the girl that I spliced nearly.

3. For seven long year I courted Sally.But all she did was dilly-dally.

4. I bought her gowns and I bought her laces.Took her out to all the places.

5. So I'll leave Sall and I’ll be a sailor.I'll leave Sall and ship aboard a whaler.

6. When I get home I'll marry Sally.We'll have kids and count them by the tally.

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Blackbird get up D,d 75./2

1.

Blackbird get up

Ay-ah

and she breaks she tail

Ay-ah

White bird get up

Ay-ah

and she do the same

Ay-ah

O Me Donna

Ay-ah

Emmalina girl

Ay-ah

O Me Donna

Ay-ah

girl, come go with me

Ay-ah

2.

Blackbird get up


Whitebird get up

and she do the same

O Me Donna

Emmalina girl

O Me Donna


3.

Wet, Nancy, wet

want to feel the stick

Wet, Nancy, wet

when the rain come down

O Me Donna

Emmalina girl

O Me Donna


4.

Blackbird get up


Whitebird get up

and she do the same

O Me Donna

Emmalina girl

O Me Donna


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Drinking that Wine 76./1

1. Well, if my mama ask for me

You tell her that death done summon me

You ought have been there ten thousand years

drinking that wine

Well, drinking that wine, wine, wine

Drinking that wine, Oh yes my Lord

You ought have been there ten thousand years

drinking that wine

2. Down by the river gonna take a little walk

Me and my Lord gonna have a little talk

3. Two white horses side by side

One of them horses I 'm gonna ride

4. Oh Lord please let me sleep

Where the waters run cold and deep

5. Well, if my mama done ask for me

Tell her that death done summon me

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Lindy Low F,c 77./1

1. Come smiling Lindy Lowyou 're the prettiest girl I know

On the finest boat, that ever floatOn the OhioThe Mississippi and the Ohio

2. Come smiling Lindy Lowto the Louisiana shore

3. Come smiling Lindy Lowround the Bay of Mexico

4. Come smiling Lindy Lowfor the Cape Horn winds they blow

5. Come smiling Lindy Lowall the way to old 'Frisco

6. Come smiling Lindy Lowfor the crew are way below

7. Come smiling Lindy Lowget in that boat and row

8. Come smiling Lindy Lowyou 're the prettiest girl I know

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Rio Grande C,g 78./3

1. Oh, a ship went a-sailing out over the Bar,Way for Rio.

They've pointed her bow to the Southern Star,An' we're bound for the Rio Grande.

Oh, say wuz ye never down Rio Grande?Way for Rio.

It's there that the river runs down golden sands.An' we're bound for the Rio Grande.

Then away, bullies, away,Way for Rio.Sing fare-ye-well, me Liverpool gals,An' we're bound for the Rio Grande.

2. We wuz sick o' the beach when our money wuz gone,Way for Rio.

So we signed in this packet to drive'er along.An' we're bound for the Rio Grande.

There's some of us sick, aye, there's some of us sore,Way for Rio.

We've scoffed all our whack an'we're looking for more.An' we're bound for the Rio Grande.

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3. Our anchor we'll weigh an'the rags we will set,Way for Rio.

Them Liverpool Judies we'll never forget.An' we're bound for the Rio Grande.

Ye Parkee Lane Judies we'll 'ave ye to know,Way for Rio.

We're bound to the south'ard. Oh, Lord let us go!An' we're bound for the Rio Grande.

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4. Oh, pack up yer donkeys an' get under weigh,Way for Rio.

Them Judies we're leaving will git our half pay.An' we're bound for the Rio Grande.

Cheer up, Mary Ellen, an'don't look so glum,Way for Rio.On white-stockin'day ye'll be drinkin'hot rum.

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Haul Away, Joe Besm,bes 79./5

1. Hey don’t yer see that black cloud a-risinWay, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe (2e+3e) [Joe]

Hey don’t yer see that black cloud a-risinWay, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe (2e+3e) [Joe]

2. Now, when I was a little boy me mother often told meThat if I didn't kiss the girls me lips would all grow mouldy

3. An’ I sailed the seas for many a year not knowin’ what I wuz missin’Then I sets me sails afore the gales an’ started in a-kissin’

4. I found meself a Yankee gal an’ sure she wasn’t civilSo I stuck a plaster on her back an’ sent her to the Divil

5. Ye may talk about yer Yankee gals an’ round-the-corner-SalliesBut they couldn’t make the grade me boys with the gals from down

our alley

6. Now up aloft this yard must go, We'll pull her free and easy,Another pull and then belay, We'll make it all so easy.

Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe (2e+3e) [Joe]Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe (2e+3e) [Joe]

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Roll the Woodpile down F,c 80./41. 'Way down south where the cocks do crowWay down in Florida

The gals all dance to the old banjoAnd we 'll roll the woodpile down

Rollin' Rollin' Rollin' the whole world 'roundThatbrown gal o'mine 's on the Georgia Linean' we 'll roll the woodpile down

2. When I was a young man in me primeI chased them yaller gals two at a time

3. But now I 'm old and turning greyThem pretty young girls they all look away

4. We 'll roll him high and we 'll roll him lowWe 'll heave him up and away we 'll go

5. Oh, rouse and bust her is the cryA black man's wage is never high

6. Oh, one more heave and that will doWe 're the bullies to kick her through

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Greenland Whale D,d 81./7

1. It was in eighteen hundred and seventy-fourAnd of March the eighteenth dayThat we hoisted our colors to the top of the mast

And for Greenland bore away, brave boysAnd for Greenland bore away

2. Bold Stevens was our captain's nameAnd our ship the Lion so boldAnd we, poor souls, our anchors weighed

To face the storms and cold, brave boysTo face the storms and cold

3. The lookout in the crosstrees stoodWith a spyglass in his hand"A whale, a whale my lads," he cried

And she spouts at every span, brave boysAnd she spouts at every span

4. Our captain stood on the quarter-deckAnd a fine little man was he"Overhaul, overhaul, let your davit tackles fall"

And launch your boats for sea, brave boysAnd launch your boats for sea

5. We struck that whale, and down she wentBut she gave a flourish with her tailAnd she capsized our boat and we lost four men

And we never caught that whale, brave boysAnd we never caught that whale

6. Well, the losin' of those gallant menIt grieves my heart full soreBut the losin' of a hundred-barrel whale

Well it grieves me ten times more, brave boysWell it grieves me ten times more

7. Oh, Greenland is a dreadful placeA land that's never greenWhere there's ice and snow and the whale-fishes blow

And daylight's seldom seen, brave boysAnd daylight's seldom seen

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Maggie May C,g 83./3

1. Kom zeelui maak een kringen hoor aan wat ik zingEn heb je goed geluisterd zeg dan: OENAmuseren was mijn doelin de haven LiverpoolNa mijn eerste reis, hoe kon ik zo stom doen

Oh, Maggie, Maggie Maymen bracht jou ver over zeeNaar een strafkolonie in van Diemens-landJij bestal de walvisjageren je buit was lang niet magerNooit flaneer jij meer parmantig met een klant

2. 't Zeemanshuis, mijn loonvan een reis naar Sierra Leonemijn gage was per maand een pond of tweeIk leegde menig kankwam volledig in de banVan een dame, de befaamde Maggie May

3. En met mijn zakken volbracht ze mij het hoofd op holWe liepen over Canning Plein tesaamAlle zeilen bijgezet'k was gevangen in haar netZijn we samen naar de Kraaiennestkroeg gegaan

4. Door mijn bezopen breinkreeg zij mij gemakkelijk klein’s Anderdaags was ik platzak, zoals verwachtOnder luid getier en vloekbracht ik laars en oliegoedNaar de pandjesbaas, in Parklaan, nummer acht

5. Men sloeg haar in de boeizond haar weg uit LiverpoolBij haar afvaart riepen zeelui luid joecheeIed're walvisjager zeioh wat ben ik vreselijk blijDat die ouwe hoer naar Botany Bay verdwijnt

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Nooit meer naar zee Dm,a 85./6 1. Toen ik laatst aankwam in Liverpool

ging ik weer aan de zwierMet geld in de knip en een dorstige keeldronk ik te snel en te veelMaar voordat alles was uitgedeeldaan vrouwen en aan dranknam ik het besluit, ik vaar nooit meer uitNee, ik vaar nooit meer uit

Nooit meer , nooit meer, ga ik naar zee , nooit meerIk nam het besluit ik vaar nooit meer uit -Nee ik vaar nooit meer uit

2. Terwijl ik daar zo aan het wandelen waszag ik mijn AngelienZe vroeg: ga jij mee met mij, lieve schatdan zul je de liefde zienDe volgende morgen begonnen mijn zorgenen was ik weer alleenMijn geld en mijn spullen verdwenen als buitIk was weer zonder duit

3. Ik monsterde aan op een walvissenbootop weg naar het barre weerDe regen en storm sloegen hard op mij neerhet was ijzig koud en natJamaica rum bevroor in het vatMaar het ergst: ik was bijna blootMijn plunje aan wal bij de kroegbaas, die kwal’k Was net zo lief gauw dood

4. Maar let op mijn woorden van goede raaddie ik je nu vertelAls je dan toch uitvaren gaatDan kies je voor de helAls je straalbezopen naar de vrouwtjes gaat lopenDoe toch niet net als ikMaar trouw heel tevree en ga nooit meer naar zeeEn ga nooit meer naar zee

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Whaling Johnny F,a 86./2

1. Oh whaling Johnny went to seaWhaling Johnny High-Oo

A handy randy lad was heAll bound away for Hilo

2. When whaling Johnny he came backHe 'd shellfish growing down his back

3. His girl had got another flameSo he did treat her just the same

4. She 'd gone and married a tailor boldCause whaling Johnny's heart was cold

5. Of rum he took a steaming dramSays he: 'I'll go and fish be damned'

6. So he went and joined a whaling barkSays he: 'I'll have a damned fine lark

7. From Alaska to the Sulu SeaHe fished for sperm and manatee

8. And still he 's sailing there and backWith shellfish growing down his back

9. Oh whaling Johnny 's gone to seaA handy randy lad was he

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Hard on the beech oar D,fis 87./4

Hard on the beech oar, she moves too slow

Way down to Shawneetown on the Ohio

1. Well some rows up, we floats down

Way down the Ohio to Shawneetown

And it’s

Hard etc.

2. Well whiskey’s in the jug boys; wheat is in the sack

Float them down to Shawneetown and bring the rocksalt back

And it’s

Hard etc.

3. Well now the current ’s got her boys, take in some slack

Float her down to Shawneetown and bushwhack her back

And it’s

Hard etc.

4. I got a wife in Louisville, another in New Orleans

When I get to Shawneetown, I’ll see my Indian Queen

And it’s

Hard etc.

5. Oh weather is mighty warm boys, water is thick and dank

And the fog is so damned thick, you cannot see the bank

And it’s

Hard etc.

6. Well some rows up, we floats down

Way down the Ohio to Shawneetown

And it’s

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Up she goes – Baltimore F,c 88./1

1. And he kissed her on the face, an' the crew began to roar

Oh, oh! An' up she goes! We' er bound for Baltimore

And he kissed her on the cheek, an' the crew began to roar

Oh, oh! An' up she goes! We' er bound for Baltimore

No more…no more

We'll go to sea no more

As soon as we reach the port tonight

We' er headin' for the shore

2. And he kissed her on the neck, an' the crew began to roar

And he kissed her on the lips, an' the crew began to roar

3. And he kissed her on the arms, an' the crew began to roar

And he kissed her on the legs, an' the crew began to roar

4. And he kissed her on the knee, an' the crew began to roar

And he kissed her on the -----, an' the crew began to roar

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Farewell to Tarwathie G,g 89./4

1. Farewell to Tarwathie, adieu Mormond HillAnd the dear land o’ Crimond, I’ll bid you farewell

We are bound out for Greenland, and ready to sailIn hopes to find riches, in hunting the whale

2. Adieu to my comrades, for awhile we must partAnd likewise the dear lass who fair won my heart

The cold ice of Greenland, my love will not chillAnd the longer my absence, more loving she’ll feel

3. Our ship is well rigged and she’s ready to sailOur crew, they are anxious to follow the whale

Where the icebergs do float, and the stormy winds blowWhere the land and the ocean, is covered with snow

4. Oh, the cold coast of Greenland is barren and bareNo seed time nor harvest is ever known there

And the birds here sing sweetly, on mountain and daleBut there isn’t a birdie, to sing to the whale

5. There is no habitation for a man to live thereAnd the king of that country is the fierce Greenland bear

And there ‘ll be no temptation, to tarry long thereWith our ship bumper full, we will homeward repair

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That Bonny Ship The Diamond Dm,a 90a/2

1. The Diamond is a ship, me ladsfor the Davis Strait she's boundAnd the Quay it is all garnishedwith bonny lasses ‘roundCaptain Thompson gives the orderto sail the ocean wideWhere the sun it never sets, me ladsnor darkness dims the sky

So it's cheer up, me ladsLet your hearts never failFor the bonny ship, The Diamondgoes a-fishing for the whale

2. Along the quay at Peterheadthe lasses stand aroundWi' their shawls all pulled about themand the salt tears running downDon't you weep, my bonny lassthough you be left behindFor the rose will grow on Greenland's icebefore we change our mind

3. Here's health to The Resolutionlikewise The Eliza SwanHere's health to The Battler of Montroseand The Diamond, ship of fameWe wear the trousers of the whiteand the jackets of the blueWhen we return to Peterheadwe'll ha'e sweethearts enoo

4. ll be bright both day and nightwhen the Greenland lads come homeWith a ship thats fu' o' oil, me ladsand money to our nameWe'll make the cradles for to rockand the blankets for to tearAnd every lass in Peterhead sing"Hushabye, my dear"

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Talcahuana Girls 91./1

1. Oh I've been a sea-cook, and I've been a clipperman

I can sing, I can dance, I can walk the jib-boom

I can handle a harpoon and cut a fine figure

Whenever I get in a boat’s standing room

We’ll rant and we’ll roar like true-born young whalermen

We’ll rant and we’ll roar on deck and below

Until we see bottom inside the two sinkers

And straight up the channel to Huasco we’ll go

2. I was in Talcahuano last year in a whaler

I bought some gold brooches for the girls in the Bay

I bought me a pipe and they called it a meerscum

And it melted like butter on a hot shiny day

3. I went to a dance one night in old Tumbez

There was plenty of girls there as fine as you'd wish

There was one pretty maiden a-chewing tobacco

Just like a young kitten a-chewing fresh fish

4. Here's a health to the girls of old Talcahuano

A health to the maidens of far-off Maui

And let you be merry, don't be melancholy

I can’t marry youse all, or in chokey I’d be

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De Sacramento D,a 92./1 1. Wij willen vechten als een leeuwTo me Hoodah, to me Hooda

Rond Kaap Hoorn door de hagel en sneeuwTo me Hoodah, Hoo dah day

Blow, boys, blow, for Californ-eye-o(3e) Blow boys for Californ-eye-oThere’s plenty o’ gold, so I’ve bin toldOn the banks of the Sacramento

2. Oh, rond de Hoorn met een pegel aan je snorKunnen we slechts dromen van Rotjeknor

3. Oh, rond Kaap Hoorn in een winterstormDe wind is hels, de golven enorm

4. Wij zoeken schatjes keer op keerDie drinken onze wijn en vragen naar meer

5. Van Spaanse meiden zit ‘t haar piekfijnZij kammen hun lokken met de graat van tonijn

6. Wij zijn de kerels van DwarsgetuigdWij zeilen tot ze barst of buigt

7. Wij maakten jaren jacht op traanNog even, en de Ouwe is voldaan

8. Wij haasten ons naar Old MauiVoor een hoeladans met mooie Sophie

9. Ooit varen we terug naar Nuenen aan ZeeDe Vank dat was ons stamcafé

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Kippen in het ruim E,b 95./7

He Ho kippen in het ruimHo Jo kippen in het ruim

1. We hadden net de hondenwacht gehadHe Ho kippen in het ruim

En lagen te ronken op een haveloze matHe Ho kippen in het ruim

Er piepte in een hoek een schurftige ratHe Ho kippen in het ruim

Uit de kombuis klonk de kreet: De kippen zijn ontsnaptHe Ho kippen in het ruim

Kippen in het ruim op een maandagmorgenIedereen aan boord in rep en roerVloeken om de duvel en z'n ouwe moeoeroer

Smakelijke kakelende kippen in het ruimHe Ho kippen in het ruimHo Jo kippen in het ruimHe Ho kippen in het ruimHo Jo kippen in het ruim

2. Fladderende veren van de kippen in de ruiHe Ho kippen op het dek

Voorbestemd als voedsel voor de adellijke luiHe Ho kippen op het dek

Als je er één vangt, verstop hem snel onder je truiHe Ho kippen op het dek

Stommeling hou dicht dat luik: De kippen zijn eruitHe Ho kippen op het dek

Kippen op het dek op een maandagmorgen……

(4 keer 2x)

3. Ze zitten overal, maar we zijn ze op het spoorHe Ho kippen in het want

Schouder aan schouder: ze komen er niet doorHe Ho kippen in het want

Van de grote mast en van de bak gaan we naar voorHe Ho kippen in het want

Grijp ze allemaal, Ze vliegen overboordHe Ho kippen in het want

4. Wij gaan het want in, van gaffel tot de giekHe Ho kippen in de lucht

We deinen heen en weer, we zijn al misselijk en ziekHe Ho kippen in de lucht

Kijk niet naar beneden, Blijf klimmen tot de piekHe Ho kippen in de lucht

Grijp ze en pak ze, Kippen in paniekHe Ho kippen in de lucht

Kippen in de lucht op een maandagmorgenIedereen aan boord in rep en roerVloeken om de duvel en z'n ouwe moeoeroer

Smakelijke kakelende kippen in de luchtHe Ho kippen in de luchtHo Jo kippen in de luchtHe Ho kippen in de luchtHo Jo kippen in de lucht

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Reuben Ranzo G,b 101./3

1. Ik kende Reuben RanzoRanzo, me boys, Ranzo

Die arme Reuben RanzoRanzo, me boys, Ranzo

2. Oh, Ranzo was geen zeemanToen hij bij ons aan boord kwam

3. Geworven door een ronselaarKreeg hij het als een zeeman zwaar

4. Hij werd gebruikt als kurkenzakDekschuren werd zijn echte vak

5. Ja - zandhaas zou hij hetenEn rotmok moest hij eten

6. Hij stonk zes uren in de windZijn nagels waren zwart getint

7. De kapitein gaf hem flink slaagZijn dochter zag hem echter graag

8. Zij gaf hem zeep en waterZe was zijn kalefater

9. Zij gaf hem whisky en wat rumZo kwam hij beter in z’n hum

10. Zij leerde hem navigerenHij moest er flink voor leren

11. Ze houden zielsveel van elkaarEn vormen nu een zeemanspaar

12. Die Ranzo zeilt nu overtuigdAls schipper van ons Dwarsgetuigd

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Haal op, haal nu op C,g 102./2

1. Haal op, haal nu op,ons schip moet nu gaan varen

Haal op, haal nu op, haal nu op, Ja

2. Haal op, haal nu op,wij varen naar Amerika

3. Haal op, haal nu op,de zee is vol gevaren

4. Haal op, haal nu op,ze heeft fonkelende ogen

5. Haal op, haal nu op,ze heeft lange slanke benen

6. Haal op, haal nu op,ze heeft een mooie blanke huid

7. Haal op, haal nu op,zij kuste mij de hele nacht

8. Haal op, haal nu op,het afscheid nemen viel mij zwaar

9. Haal op, haal nu op,nu op naar andere vrouwen

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Walk her round me brave boys E,b 103./3kaapstander

1. Sweet ladies of Plymouth we’re saying goodbyeRoll roll down

And we’ll rock you and roll you again bye and byeWalk her round me brave boys and roll downAnd we will roll roll down,walk her round me brave boys and roll down

2. Now the anchor’s aweigh and the sails are unfurledAnd we’re bound for to take her half way round the world

3. In the wide Bay of Biscay the seas will run highAnd the poor sickly transports will wish they could die

4. When the Cape of Good Hope it is rounded at lastThe poor lonesome Transports will long for their past

5. And when we arrive off Australia’s strandThe poor weary Transports will long for the land

6. And when we set sail for Old Engeland’s shoreThe poor stranded Transports we’ll see them no more

7. Sweet ladies of Plymouth we’ll pay all your rentAnd go roving no more till our money’s all spent

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Sam’s gone away D,a 104./2

1. I wish I was a steward on board a man o'warOh, Sam's gone away on board a man o'war

I wish I was a steward on board a man o'warOh, Sam's gone away on board a man o'war

Pretty work brave boys, pretty work I saySam's gone away on board a man o'war

2. I wish I was a gunner on board a man o'war

3. I wish I was a bosun on board a man o'war

4. I wish I was the first mate on board a man o'war

5. I wish I was a captain on board a man o'war

6. I wish I was a commodore on board a man o'war

7. I wish I was an admiral on board a man o'war

8. I wish I was a Shantyman on board a man o'war

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Haul away for Rosie C,c 105./2

1. Talk about your Bootle girlsLike up on the corner Sallie

Away, haul away, we'll haul away for RosieAway, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosio

2. Once I had an Irish girlHer name was Nelly Flannagan

3. She stole me boots, she stole me plateshe stole me money and panikkin

4. Once I had an amber girlAnd she was stiff and flashy

5. And then I had a Le Havre girlAnd she was little and sassy

6. Once in my life, I married a wifeAnd damned she was lazy

7. She wouldn't stay at home at nightWhich bloody near drove me crazy

8. Stayed out all night and never in sightAnd where do you think I found her

9. At the back of a pub with her skirts all upAnd twenty men around her.

10. I thought I heard the old man say:"It's time for us to roll and go

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Roll, Alabama, roll F,c 106./3

1. Oh, in eighteen-hundred and sixty-one

Roll, Alabama, roll

This ship her building wuz begun

Oh, roll, Alabama, roll

2. And down the Mersey she rolled one day

An’ across the western she ploughed her way

3. To fight the North, Semmes did employ

Any method to kill an’ destroy

4. But off Cherbourg the Kearsarge lay tight

Awaiting was Winslow to start a good fight

5. Outside the three-mile limit they fought

An’ Semmes escaped on a fine British yacht

6. The Kearsarge won – Alabama so brave

She sank to the bottom to a watery grave

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Time ashore F,c 107./1

1. I’m standing on the dockyard wallSailing on the evening tide

A waiting on the skippers call

Time ashore, bright hours ashore,time ashore, is over.

2. And Sally watches as I goTear filled eyes, two kids in tow

3. But what of her when I’m Iceland boundWill she be true as they gather ’round

4. I can’t recall when she was mineFor more than three days at a time

5. I think of her as the nets go outMy heart is sure but me heads in doubt

6. For when you’re trapped on the Northern SeaIts a thousand miles of uncertainty

7. All life, all love, I could loose you allA following this cursed trawl

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The last shanty F,c 108./3

1. Me father often told me, when I was just a ladA sailor's life was very hard, the food was always badBut now I've joined the navy, I'm on board a man-o-warAnd now I find a sailor ain't a sailor any more

Don'thaul on the rope,

don'tclimb up the mastIf you see a sailing-ship it might be your last

JustGet your 'civvies ready for another run-ashoreA sailor ain't a sailor, ain't a sailor any more

2. The 'killick' of our mess, he says we've had it softIt wasn't like this in his day, when he was up aloftWe like our bunks and sleeping-bags but what's a hammock for?Swinging from the deckhead or laying on the floor?

3. They gave us an engine that first went up and downThen with more technology the engine went aroundWe're good with steam and diesel but what's a mainyard for?A stoker ain't a stoker with a shovel any more

4. They gave us an Aldiss Lamp, we can do it rightThey gave us a radio, we signal day and nightWe know our codes and ciphers but what's a 'sema' for?A 'bunting-tosser' doesn't toss the bunting any more

5. They gave us a radar set to pierce the fog and gloomSo now the lookout's sitting in a tiny darkened roomLoran does navigation the Sonar says how deepThe Jimmy's 3 sheets to the wind, the Skipper's fast asleep

6. Two cans of beer a day, that's your bleeding lotBut now we gets an extra one because they stopped The TotSo, we'll put on our civvy-clothes and find a pub ashoreA sailor's still a sailor, just like he was before

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Parting Song D,d 109./53 stemmig

Soon the morning sun will rise,And dawn will bathe the sky.There's time for just one parting song,Before we say goodbye.

Refr:So sing together one and all,And raise a glass of wine,Here's hoping we shall meet again,Along the road of time.

We've shared our stories, yours and mine,We've shared our hopes and fears.With memories of distant youth,We've both rolled back the years.

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The ever-turning, fateful wheel,Must cause our ways to part.And bringing untold mysteries,Another day will start.

Refr:

For from endings come beginnings,From the old shall come the new,

With hopes for tomorrow,We'll see our parting through.

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God moves on the water D,a 110./6

God moves on the water, April the fourteenth day,God moves

God moves on the water, ev’rybody ́ s gonna run and pray

1. Titanic left SouthamptonEveryone was bored and gayBut when they struck that icebủrgWell I know their mind was changed

God movesGod moves on the water, April the fourteenth day,

God movesGod moves on the water, ev’rybody ́ s gonna run and pray

2. Well the mothers told their daughtersOn a pleasure trip they’d goBut when they struck that icebủrgThey ain’t been seen no more

3. One man, John Jacob Ashtor,was a man so bold and brave oh!As this great ship is sinkingAll the wimen he’s trying to save

4. He kissed his wife the last timeThe boiler did explode, oh!He put her on a lifeboatSay I won’t see you no more

5. That fourteenth day of AprilNineteen hundred and twelve oh!A thousand and six hundredWent down forever to dwell

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Row on F,c 111./1

1 Clouds are upon the summer skyThere's thunder in the windPull on, pull on and homeward hieNor give one look behind

Row on, row on another dayMay shine with brighter lightPly, ply the oars and pull awayThere's dawn beyond the night

2 And like yon river would I glideTo where my heart would beMy barque would soon outsail the tideThat hurries to the sea

3 Bear where thou goest with words of loveSay all that words can sayChangeless affection, strength to proveThat speeds upon the way

4 And yet a star shines constant stillIn yonder cloudy sky boesem

And hope as bright my bosom fillsWith love that can not die

5 Ply ply the oars and pull away

There's dawn beyond the night

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Randy Dandy O! C,c 112./2

1 Now we are ready to head for the Horn,Way, ay, roll an' go!

Our boots an' our clothes boys are all in the pawn,Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!

Heave a pawl, oh, heave away,Way, ay, roll an' go!The anchor's on board an' the cable's all stored,Timme rollickin' randy dandy O!

2 Soon we'll be warping her out through the locks,Where the pretty young gals all come pull down their flocks,

3 Come breast the bars, bullies, an' heave her away,Soon we'll be rollin' her 'way down the Bay,

4 Sing goodbye to Sally an' goodbye to Sue,For we are the boy-os who can kick 'er through.

5 Roust 'er up, bullies, the wind's drawin' free,Let's get the glad-rags on an' drive 'er to sea.

6 We're outward bound for Vallipo Bay,Get crackin', m' lads, 'tis a hell o' a way

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Fire Maringo A min 113./1

1 Lift him up and carry him alongFire Maringo, fire him away

Lay him in the hole where he belongFire Maringo, fire him away

2 Lay him down in the hole belowOne more turn and we will go

3 Hit him down and let him layOne more turn and we`re away

4 When I got to Liverpool townI`ll pass a lying with little Sally Brown

5 Sally Brown she`s a handy little craftHot shot to the fore and rounded in the aft

6 Store that cotton, store it downLet`s get back to Liverpool town

Fire maringo, fire him away,Fire maringo, fire him away

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Whip Jamboree 114./1

1 Well, now me lads be of good cheerFor the Irish Coast will soon draw nearWe’ll set a course for the Cape Clear.Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree,With your pig-tail, sailor, hanging down behind,Whip Jamboree, Whip Jamboree,Oh, Jenny get your oatcakes done.

2 Well now Cape Clear it is in sight,We’ll be off Holyhead by tomorrow night,We’ll set a course for the old Rock Light,Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

3 Well, now we’re passing Holyhead,No more salt-beef or weevilly bread,One man in the chains for to swing the lead.Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

4 And now we’re passing Fort Perch RockAll hammocks lashed & sea chests locked,We’ll warp her in to the Waterloo Dock,Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

5 And now my lads we are in Dock,We’ll be off to Dan Lowry’s on the spot,And there we’ll sink a big pint pot.Oh, Jenny, get your oat-cakes done.

Whip jamboree, Whip jamboree ...

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The Robert Whitworth Es,es 115./2A

1 Captain Gibson hear our pleaSix men’s lives in peril at seaSend the boat oh send the boatThe Whitby Visitor is no more

Shovel the snow lads seven feet tallHooves a pounding clear and haulClear and haul lads clear and haulHooves a pounding clear and haul

2 Coxswain shouted can’t you seeWe could never clear that seaBoats not for sailing, not todayBut six men’s lives we shall yet save

3 Grab the shovels, seas of snowThrough blizzards drift we shall goO’er the moors lads o’er the moorsAt Robin Hood’s Bay we’ll launch there

4 Harness fastened leathers tightNe’er anyone had seen such sightSteady up boys steady upMighty beast haul the load

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The Robert Whitworth 115./2B

5 Hundreds fight the snow that dayMore horses harnassed on the wayTwixt cosy homes with fires aglowBut pounding seas still lay ahead

Pull the oars lads seven feet tallWaves a pounding heave and haulHeave and haul lads heave and haulWaves a pounding heave and haul

6 Exhausted men can barely standBut the Robert Whitworth will be mannedOars all smashed and steering brokeWith salty tears they head for shore

7 We’ll try again we shall not failEighteen men shall fight the galeHours passed men hauled aboardWhite horses crashing to the bay

8 Such a journey ne’er forgetInner strength will save men yetFight nature’s forces for precious liveLifeboat men to you our praise

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The little pot stove F,c 116./2

In the wee dark engine room, where the chill seeps in your soul,How we huddled roon that wee pot stove, that burned oily rags

and coal

1. Where the winter blizzards blow, and the whaling fleet's at rest,Tacked in Leith Harbour's sheltered bay, safely anchored ten-a-breast,There's the whalemen at the station, as from ship to ship they rove,Carry bags of coal with them and a little iron stove.

In the wee dark engine room, where the chill seeps in your soul,How we huddled roon that wee pot stove, that burned oily rags

and coal2. Fireman Paddy worked wi' me, on the engines frozen cauld,

A stranger to the truth was he, there's not a lie he hasn't told,Well he boasted of his gold mines, and of hearts that he had won,And his bawdy sense of humour shone, just like a ray of sun.

3. We live'it seven days a week, with cauld hands and frozen feet,Bitter days and lonely nights, making grog and having fights.There's salt fish and whalemeat sausage, and fresh penguin eggs, a treatAnd we struggled up to work each day, through icy winds and sleet.

4. Then one day we saw the sun, and the factory ship's return,Meet your old friends, and you sing a song, we hope the season won't be

long.Then it's homeward bound when it's over, and we'll leave this icy cove,But I always will remember, that little iron stove.

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Donkey Riding G,g 117./1

1 Was you ever in QuebecLaunchin' timber on the deck?Where ya break your bleedin' neckRidin' on a donkey

Way hey and away we goDonkey riding, donkey ridingWay hey and away we goRidin' on a donkey

2 Was you ever 'round Cape HornWhere the weather's never warm?Wished to God you'd never been bornRidin' on a donkey

3 Was you ever in MiramichiWhere ye tie up to a treeAn' the girls sit on your knee?Ridin' on a donkey

4 Was you ever in Fortune BayI hear the girls all shout, "Hooray!"?"Here comes dad with ten weeks payRidin' on a donkey"

5 Was you ever in FrederictownSee the King he does come down?See the King in his golden crownRidin' on a donkey

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Whitby Harbour Em 118./1

1 Blow the North winds across old Whitby harbourTether the boats from the oncoming stormBright is the light that shines on the waterCoal from the Tyne keeping families warm

Build me a ship to sail across oceansGive me fair wind and I'll answer the callFurther than any man ever before meSouth to Australia around the Cape Horn

2 Ghosts of old sailors in wind swept old whalersFinding safe harbour from Greenland?s cold shoresYoung boys are racing to pull down the ribbonsThen head for the Straights to go whaling once more.

3 Sailor beware the red skies of morningUnless you?re willing a high price you?ll pay Strong arms are waiting and all for a shillingKing George?s navy will take you away

4 An old Whitby Cat glides through the darkness3000 gallons lie deep in her holdBound for the market and houses of Church StreetGin, rum and tea to be traded for gold

5 Blow the north wind across old Whitby HarbourCaptain James Cook has weathered the stormsYoung men of Whitby sail on the EndeavourSouth to Australia and round the Cape Horn

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De klok van Arnemuiden G,b 201./1

Als de klok van Arnemuidenwelkom thuis voor ons zal luidenwordt de vreugde soms vermengd met droefenisals een schip op zee gebleven is

1. Wendt het roer! We komen thuis gevarenRijk was de buit, maar bang en zwaar de nachtLand in zicht! En onze ogen starennaar de kust, die lokkend op ons wacht

2. Rijke zee, waarvan de vissers dromenwant jij geeft brood aan man en vrouw en kindWrede zee, jij hebt zoveel genomenin jouw schoot, rust menig trouwe vrind

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Het kleine café aan de haven Am,e 202./11. De avondzon valt over straten en pleinen

de gouden zon zakt in de stadEn mensen, die moe in hun huizen verdwijnenze hebben de dag weer gehadDe neonreclame, die knipoogt langs ramenhet motregent zachtjes op straatDe stad lijkt gestorven, toch klinkt er muziek

uit een deur, die nog wijd openstaat

Daar in dat kleine café aan de havendaar zijn de mensen gelijk en tevreeDaar in dat kleine café aan de havendaar telt je geld of wie je bent niet meer mee

2. De toog is van koper, toch ligt er geen loperde voetbalclub hangt aan de muurDe trekkast die maakt meer lawaai dan de jukebox een pilsje dat is er niet duur'n Mens is daar mens, rijk of arm, 't is daar arm geen monsieur of madam maar WCMaar het glas is gespoeld in het helderste waterja, 't is daar een heel goed café

3. De wereldproblemen die zijn, tussen tweeglazen bier opgelost voor altijdOp de rand van een bierviltje staat daar je rekeningof je staat in het krijtHet enige wat je aan eten kunt krijgendat is daar een hardgekookt eiDe mensen die zijn daar gelukkig gewoonja, de mensen die zijn daar nog blij

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Zeiknat is zeemans lot Dmin,a 203./5

Piano intro

1. Wij varen dwarsgetuigdGeen golf is ons te hoogGeen zee is ons te ruigWij blijven nimmer droog

Wij varen dwarsgetuigdEn hebben zeilen zatOns schip is overtuigdWij hijsen ons zeiknat

Zeiknat, zeiknat, zeemans lot zeiknat (2x)

2. Wij varen dwarsgetuigdGeen ra is ons te hoogWe zweten op het tuigZelfs hoog is het niet droog

Wij varen dwarsgetuigdEn hozen met een vatHet water kolkt en zuigtWij hozen ons zeiknat

-------------------------------------------------------------------Vergeet de weelde van de wal

zeiknat is zeemanslotVergeet de kroeg en het gebral

zeiknat is zeemanslotVergeet ’t huiselijk tranendal

zeiknat is zeemanslotVergeet je liefjes overal


Tussenspel piano3. Wij zingen dwarsgetuigd

Geen toon is ons te hoogWe spoelen keel en huigWij houden niet van droog

Wij denken dwarsgetuigdEn drinken ons nooit zatWe drinken met gejuichWij houden van zeiknat


Vergeet de weelde van de walzeiknat is zeemanslot

Vergeet de kroeg en het gebralzeiknat is zeemanslot

Vergeet ’t huiselijk tranendalzeiknat is zeemanslot

Vergeet je liefjes overal

Zeiknat, zeiknat, zeemans lot zeiknat (2x)Zeiknat, zeiknat, zeemans lo----------t (1x)Zeiknat

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Denken, dromen, drinken Gmin,d 204./4

1. We varen net het zeegat uitEn ik verlang naar haarDie afscheidskus daar bij de schuitBracht spijt dat ik weer vaar

Daar wil ik even niet aan denkenWant het maakt me haast kapotLaat ik nog een borrel schenkenVer van huis dat is mijn lot


2. De wind die blaast de zeilen bolDe vormen van haar lijfZij brengt meteen mijn hoofd op holVaarwel mijn lekker wijf


3. Het is zo heet de zon die brandtMijn dorst valt niet te lessenMijn dorst naar jou die is bekantNog sterker dan tien flessen



4. Maar zeil ik weer haar haven inVerlangend vol van haarDan schreeuwt mijn ziel die ene zinBlij dat ik straks weer vaar


Daar wil ik even niet aan denkenWant het maakt me haast kapotLaat ik nog een borrel schenken

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Alderferskuorrende langst nei dy Gmin,d 205./1

1. Wy farre krekt de haven útIk haw al langst nei dy

Dêr wol ik nou noch net oan tinkeDyn alderlêste swiete tútDy lûkt noch dreech oan my

Dêr wol ik nou noch net oan tinkeWant dat makket my net blierFier fan hûs it skip kin sinkeJa dat is dochs stjerrend wier

2. Oer hege sé troch hurde wynDe silen stean sa bol

Dêr wol ik nou noch net oan tinkeIk sjoch dyn lekk’re liif dêrynMyn holle sit to fol

3. Myn dream is dat de sinne skyntEn dat ik dy útklaai

Dêr wol ik nou noch net oan tinkeMyn toarst nei dy dyt net ferdwyntIk sûp de hiele dei

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Crazy thinking easy drinking Gmin,d 206./1

1. The harbour fades away just nowBut not your lips and glances

That’s what I don’t yet want to think ofYour kisses hot and cool like snowThey make me fit for dances

That’s what I don’t yet want to think ofBecause it drives me lunaticNow give me quick a glass of liquorOtherwise it makes me sick

2. The sails remind me very clearOf belly breasts and bottom

That’s what I don’t yet want to think ofI wish so strong that you were hereTo save me from my bottle

3. The sun is burning just like hellMy heaven: palms and peaches

That’s what I don’t yet want to think ofThen in my dreams they strike the bellBlow up my “hula-beaches”

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Yellow submarine G,b 207./2

In the town where I was bornLived a man who sailed to seaAnd he told us of his lifeIn the land of submarinesSo we sailed up to the sunTill we found the sea of greenAnd we lived beneath the wavesIn our yellow submarine

Refrein:We all live in a yellow submarineYellow submarine, yellow submarineWe all live in a yellow submarineYellow submarine, yellow submarine

And our friends are all on boardMany more of them live next doorAnd the band begins to play

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As we live a life of easeEveryone of us has all we needSky of blue and sea of green

I n our yellow submarine

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Ik sta op de Kade Tekst en muziek: Nanne Kalma 208./1

Ik sta op de kade om het schip uit te wuivenDat zo dadelijk onder zeil over het water zal stuiven,Onderweg naar de bank, op jacht naar de vis ...En aan boord is er één die 'k nu al vreselijk mis.Ik sta op de kade, ik kijk naar het zeilDat gedreven door de wind naar de horizon ijlt.Zal hem alles goed gaan, zo kwelt mij de vraag:Ik heb angst om de vader van het kind dat ik draag.

RefreinEen visser gaat naar zee, het is de noodzaak die hem dwingt:Hij moet zorgen voor zichzelf, voor zijn vrouw en voor zijn kind.Maar dat is 't niet alleen, de hele sfeer kan hij niet zonder.Wanneer de walm van de petrolielamp zich vermengt in het vooronderMet de geur van drogend oliegoed en teer en hete thee,Dan beseft hij: "Ook de volgende keer ga ik weer mee".Hij weet het zeker: een visser hoort op zee.

Ik sta op de kade, op mijn armen de kleineEn weer zie 'k het schip in de verte verdwijnen.Afscheid nemen, al is 't maar een paar keer per jaarIk kan er niet aan wennen; opnieuw viel 't me zwaar.Ik sta op de kade met naast mij m'n jongen;Ik vrees het moment waarop ook hij noodgedwongen,Met zijn plunjebaal voet zet aan boord van het schipEn zich verheugt op wat komen gaat op zijn eerste trip

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Ik sta op de kade en zwaai een vaarwelNaar heel de bemanning, incluis de jongste bootsgezel.Het schip gaat onder zeil, onderweg naar de vis ...En aan boord zijn er twee, die ik nu al vreselijk mis.

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Die Alte Liebe G 209./2

tekst: Heinrich Heinemuziek: Horst Rickels

1 Ich stand gelehnet an den Mastund zählte jede Welle.“Ade' mein schönes Vaterland !Mein Schiff, das segelt schnelle”.

Am Werfte zu KuxhavenDa ist ein schöner OrtDer heisst “Die Alte Liebe”Die meinige liess ich dort.

2 Ich kam schön Liebchens Haus vorbei,Die Fensterscheiben blinken.Ich guck mir fast die Augen aus,Doch will mir niemand winken.

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3 Ihr Tränen bleibt mir aus dem Aug,Dass ich nicht dunkel sehe.Mein krankes Herze, brich mir nichtVor allzu grossem Wehe.

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De Zuiderzeeballade G,d 210./2

Jochie: Opa, kijk ik vond op zolder'n Foto van een ouwe bootIs dat nog van voor de polderVan die oude vissersvloot

Opa: Jochie, dat is een gelukkieIk was dat prentje jaren kwijt'k Heb nu weer een heel klein stukkieVan die goede ouwe tijd

Daar is het water, daar is de havenWaar j'altijd horen kon "we gaan aan boord"De voerman laat er nou paarden dravenEn aan de horizon leit EmmeloordEens ging de zee hier tekeerMaar die tijd komt niet weerZuiderzee heet nou IJsselmeerEen tractor gaat er nou greppels graven'k Zie tot de horizon geen schepen meer

(Parlando:)Opa: Kijk, die jongeman ben ikke

Ja, ikke was de kapitein, heheHiero, en die grote dikkeJa, dat moet malle Japie zijn

2. Jochie: Opa, en die blonde jongen Vooraan bij de fokkeschoot ∙∙∙∙ Opa, zeg nou wat

∙∙∙∙Opa: Die jongen is je ome, die is dood

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In 't diepe water, ver van de havenIn die novembernacht, voor twintig jaarDoor 't brakke water is hij begravenMaar als 'k nog even wacht, zien wij elkaar

Toen ging de zee zo tekeerIn een razend verweerOngestraft slaat niemand haar neerNu, jaren later, hier paarden dravenZie ik de hand en macht van onze Heer

Waar is het water, waar is de havenWaar je altijd horen kon "we gaan aan boord"De voerman laat er zijn paard nou dravenEn aan de horizon leit EmmeloordEens ging de zee hier tekeerMaar die tijd komt niet weer:'t Water leit nou achter de dijkWaar eens de golven het land bedolvenGolft nou een halmenzee. De oogst is rijk

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Berend Botje F,c 211./2

1 Berend Botje ging uit varenMet zijn scheepje naar Zuid LarenDe weg was recht, de weg was kromNooit kwam Berend Botje weer om

Een twee drie vier vijf zes zevenWaar is Berend Botje geblevenHij is niet hier, hij is niet daarHij is naar AmerikaAmerika, AmerikaDrie maal in de rondte van je hopsasa

2 Berend Botje ging uit varen----Hij is naar Antarctica

3 Berend Botje ging uit varen----Hij is naar Nigeria

4 Berend Botje ging uit varen----Hij is naar Zuid Afrika

5 Berend Botje ging uit varen----Hij is naar de Akkers toeDe Akkers toe, de Akkers toeDrie maal in de rondte zijn we nog niet moe

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Aan de oevers van de Rotte F,c 212./1

1 Aan de oevers van de RotteTussen Delft en OverschieZat een kikker luid te wenenMet een zuig'ling op haar knie

2 'Lieve kleine' sprak de moeder'Zie je daar die ooievaar?'t Is de moord'naar van je vaderHij vrat hem op, met huid en haar'

3 'Potverdomme' sprak de kleine,'Heeft die rotzak dat gedaan?Als ik later groot en sterk benZal 'k hem op zijn donder slaan'

4 Jaren later groot gewordenZag hij opnieuw die ooievaarEn je zult het niet gelovenDie vrat hem op, met huid en haar

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Junge, komm bald wieder Bes, f 213./1

Junge, komm bald wieder, bald wieder nach Haus,Junge, fahr nie wieder, nie wieder hinaus!Ich mach mir Sorgen, Sorgen um Dich,Denk auch an morgen, denk auch an mich!Junge, komm bald wieder, bald wieder nach Haus,Junge, fahr nie wieder, nie wieder hinaus!

Wohin die Seefahrt mich im Leben triebIch weiss noch heute was mir Mutter schriebIm jeden Hafen kam ein Brief an Bord,

Da da da daUnd immer schrieb sie “Bleib nicht so lange fort”

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Ich weiss noch, wie die erste Fahrt verlief.Ich schlich mich heimlich fort als Mutter schlief.Als sie erwachte, war ich auf dem Meer.

Da da da daIm ersten Brief stand “komm doch bald wieder her!”

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Super-See-Frau Julia F,f 214./1

Zeilers zingen JuliaOh Julia was machst Du daDu bist unser Beispiel jaSuper-See-Frau Julia (2x?)

1 Lichtmatroos en achttien jaarJulia staat altijd klaar.Aan veel mannen geen gebrek,Zij is koningin aan dek

2 Julia die lessen geefthoe je zeilen hijst en reeftKnopen leggen doet ze vooren dat knoop ik in mijn oor

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3 Steven wenden buitengaatsJulia roept: "Naar je plaats !'Waar ik zit of waar ik sta"Hé, geh Du mal weg da, ja !"

4 Overstag is vaak paniekWant dan zwaait met kracht de giekEn bij gijpen duik je wegAnders raak je van de leg

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5 Vóór de wind vaart DwarsgetuigdElke vlaag wordt toegejuichtJulia staat steeds paraatNiets aan boord dat haar ontgaat

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6 Horen wij "We leggen aan",trekken wij ons bierpak aanMaar dan roept ons Julia:"Eerst afmeren aan de ka !"

Julia, oh Julia Oh Julia was machst Du daDu bist unser Beispiel jaOh, Super-See-Frau Julia (2x?)

7 Mannen wachten op het dek Om te zingen op die plek Maar we schamen ons kapotJulia die rent zich rot

8 Zwaarden halen we omhoogDaarna samen aan de toogEn komt Julia erbijDan zijn alle mannen blij

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9 Wij gaan zingen aan de walShantyzang en geen gelalVrouwen willen graag een dansdus wij grijpen onze kans !

10 De roef is van de kapiteinWaar hij soms zichzelf kan zijnWat er in die hut geschiedtDat verhaalt ons liedje niet

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Index 3 mrt 2017

001. /3 F,a Daar was laatst een meisje Koor 062. /4 Es,bes John Kanaka Hub

002. /2 F,f Leave her Johnny Adrian/ 064. /4 D,a Serafina Arend Jan

003. /3 Dm,a Drunken sailor Aloys 065. /2 F,c General Taylor Arjan

004. /1 C,c Haul the bowline Paul/Teus 066. /3 E,e Sampam Girl Leo

005. /2 C,e Rolling home Paul 067. /2 D,d The Liverpool Packet Hans v.R

006. /1 F,f West-zuid-west van Ameland Koor 068. /1 Bes,d Round the corner, Sally .

007. /2 Esm,bes The Old Chariot Jean 069. /4 Gm,g Clear the Track Arjan

008. /2 F,c My Bonnie is over the ocean Koor 070. /1 C,g Way Stormalong, John

009. /3 D,a Blow the man down 072. /1 G,d a Long time ago

010. /2 G,d Ketelbinkie Aloys 073. /3 D,a Hauling Jonny Aloys

011. /1 C,g Hamborger veermaster Aloys 074. /2 G,d Bully in the alley Adrian

012. /2 D,a South Australia Arend Jan 075. /2 D,d Blackbird get up Adrian

013. /5 C,g Shenandoah Cees 076. /1 Drinking that Wine

014. /4 F,c Curaçao Hub 077. /1 F,c Lindy Low Hub

015. /2 G,d Shallow Brown 078. /3 C,g Rio Grande Paul

016. /3 D,a Essequibo River 079. /5 Besm,bes Haul away, Joe Nico

017. /1 Dm,d Kaperlied Henk 080. /4 F,c Roll the Woodpile down Toon

018. /4 F,c Sloop "John B" Koor 081. /7 D,d Greenland whale Henk

019. /3 Bes,f Alabama John Cherokee Horst 083. /3 C,g Hans/Nico

020. /3 Dm,a Le Capitaine de Saint-Malo Cees 085. /6 Dm,a Nooit meer naar zee Adrian

021. /2 Dm,a De Zoute zee Aloys 086. /2 F,a Whaling Jonny Paul

022. /3 C,e Strike the bell Jos de G 087. /4 D,fis Hard on the beech oar

023. /2 F,c Whiskey Johnny Henk 088. /1 F,c Up she goes-Baltimore Aloys/Gerard

024. /4 F,a Bye bye Roseanne Koor 089. /4 G,g Farewell to Tarwathie Hans

025. /2 F,c Fiddlers green Hans/Toon/Hub 090. /2 Dm,a That bonny ship the DiamondHorst

026. /3 Bes,d Good night ladies Koor 091. /2 G,d Talcahuana Girls

027. /2 C,c Leaving of Liverpool Nico 092. /1 D,a Wim

028. /1 C,g Can't you dance the Polka Arend Jan 095. /7 E,b Kippen in het ruim Wim

029. /4 D,d Johnny come down to Hilo Nico 101. /3 G,b Hub

030. /4 F,c The Ebenezer Arjan 102. /2 C,g Haal op, haal nu op Aloys

031. /3 Bes,bes Le petit bois 103. /3 E,b Walk around me brave boysHans v.R

032. /2 F,c Mien vader vos ein Dutchman Wim 104. /2 D,a Sam´s gone away Jean

033. /1 C,c Sailors farewell Aloys 105. /2 C,c Haul away for Rosie Adrian

034. /3 G,d Le Pont de Morlaix Arjan 106. /3 F,c Roll, Alabama Roll Henk

035. /2 F,c Spanish Ladies 107. /1 F,c Time Ashore Adrian

036. /3 G,d Dead Horse Shanty Adrian 108. /3 F,c The Last Shanty Henk

037. /1 F,f Haal mi den Saalhund Arie/Wim 109. /5 D,d The Parting Song Paul

038. /2 E,e Rosabella Aloys/Hans 110. /6 D,a God moves on the water Gerard

039. /3 Es,as Roll the Cotton Down Paul 111. /1 F,c Row on Johan

040. /2 G,d De Kock Wim 112. /3 Am,c Randy Dandy O! Nico

041. /5 C,g De IJzeren man Aloys 113. /1 Am,a Fire Maringo Wim

042. /4 C,c Lowlands Hans 114. /1 Dm,a Whip Jamboree Adrian

043. /2 G,b His'-em up huro jolley Koor 115. /2 Es,es The Robert Witworth

044. /2 As,as Blood Red Roses Horst 116. /2 F,c The little pot stove Jo

045. /2 Fm,c Rolling down to Old Maui Adrian/Hans 117. /1 G,g Donkey Riding

046. /4 Fm,f Allen die willen naar Island gaan 118. /1 Em,fis Whitby Harbour

047. /1 Dm,a Hingjend yn 'e line 201. /1 G,b De Klok van Arnemuiden Adrian

048. /3 Em,e Pique la baleine Wim 202. /1 Am,e Het kleine café aan de havenGerard

049. /2 G,d The Mingulay Boat Song Adrian + Toon 203. /5 Dmin,a Zeiknat is Zeemanslot Adrian

050. /4 D,a Santiana/Plains of Mexico Arend Jan 204. /4 Gmin,d Denken, Dromen, Drinken

051. /4 Es,es Sailor's prayer Hans 205. /2 Gmin,d Alderferskuorrende langst nei dy

052. /6 F,f Three score and ten Adrian 206. /2 Gmin,d Crazy thinking easy drinking

053. /7 G,d Katrijntje boelijntje Aloys 207. /2 G,b Yellow Submarine Adrian

054. /3 G,d Down the bay to Juliana 208. /1 Ik sta op de kade

055. /3 E,b Jean-François de Nantes Wim 209. /2 G Die alte Liebe Horst

056. /3 D,a A Hundred years ago 210. /2 G,d Zuiderzee Ballade

058. /5 C,c The shoals of herring Adrian 211. /2 F,c Berend Botje

059. /3 G,d A-Rovin' Leo 212. /1 F,c Aan de oevers van de Rotte

060. /2 D,d The saucy Arabella Aloys 213. /1 Bes,f Junge, komm bald wieder

061. /7 F,a Nuenen aan zee 214. /1 F,f Super Seefrau Julia

Van de geel genummerde liederen staat de tekst alléén in de solistenmap !!

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De Sacramento (Ned)

Reuben Ranzo (Ned)

Index op alfabet 3 mrt 2017072. A long time ago 031. Le petit bois212. Aan de oevers van de Rotte 002. Leave her Johnny019. Alabama John Cherokee 027. Leaving of Liverpool205. Alderferskuorrende langst nei dy 077. Lindy Low046. Allen die willen naar Island gaan 116. the Little pot stove209. die Alte Liebe 067. Liverpool Packet059. A-Rovin' 042. Lowlands211. Berend Botje 083.075. Blackbird get up 032. Mien vader vos ein Dutchman044. Blood Red Roses 049. Mingulay Boat Song009. Blow the man down 008. My Bonnie is over the ocean090 Bonny ship the Diamond, that 085. Nooit meer naar zee074. Bully in the alley 061. Nuenen aan zee024. Bye bye Roseanne 007. Old Chariot028. Can't you dance the Polka 109. Parting song020. Capitaine de Saint-Malo 048. Pique la baleine069. Clear the Track 034. Pont de Morlaix014. Curaçao 112. Randy Dandy O!206. Crazy thinking easy drinking 101.001. Daar was laatst een meisje 078. Rio Grande036. Dead Horse Shanty 115. Robert Witworth, the204. Denken, dromen, drinken 106. Roll Alabama Roll117. Donkey Riding 039. Roll the Cotton Down054. Down the bay to Juliana 080. Roll the Woodpile down076. Drinking that Wine 045. Rolling down to Old Maui003. Drunken sailor 005. Rolling home030. Ebenezer 038. Rosabella016. Essequibo River 068. Round the corner, Sally089. Farewell to Tarwathie 111. Row on025. Fiddlers green 092.113. Fire Maringo 033. Sailors farewell065. General Taylor 051. Sailor's prayer 110. God moves on the water 104. Sam´s gone away026. Good night ladies 066. Sampam Girl081. Greenland whale 050. Santiana/Plains of Mexico037. Haal mi den Saalhund 060. Saucy Arabella102. Haal op, haal nu op 064. Serafina011. Hamborger veermaster 015. Shallow Brown087. Hard on the beech oar 013. Shenandoah105. Haul away for Rosie 018. Sloop "John B"079. Haul away, Joe 058. Shoals of herring004. Haul the bowline 012. South Australia073. Hauling Jonny 035. Spanish Ladies047. Hingjend yn 'e line 022. Strike the bell043. His'-em up huro jolley 214. Super Seefrau Julia056. Hundred years ago 091. Talcahuana Girls041. IJzeren man 052. Three score and ten208. Ik sta op de kade 107. Time ashore055. Jean-François de Nantes 088. Up she goes-Baltimore062. John Kanaka 103. Walk around me brave boys029. Johnny come down to Hilo 070. Way Stormalong, John213. Junge, komm bald wieder 006. West-zuid-west van Ameland017. Kaperlied 086. Whaling Jonny053. Katrijntje boelijntje 114. Whip Jamboree010. Ketelbinkie 023. Whiskey Johnny095. Kippen in het ruim 118. Whitby Harbour202. Kleine café aan de haven 207. Yellow submarine201. Klok van Arnemuiden 203. Zeiknat is zeemanslot040. Kock 021. Zoute zee108. Last shanty, The 210. Zuiderzee ballade

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