A shanty man's life is a weary someone Though some think it's free from careIt's the swinging of an axe from morning till nightIn the forest wild and drearTransported as we are from the lady so fairTo the banks of some lonely streamWhere the wolf, bear and owl with their terrifying howlDisturb our nightly dreamOr sleeping at night in our bunks without cheerWhile the cold winter winds do blowBut as soon as the morning star does appearTo the wild woods we must goHad we had wine or beer, our spirits far to cheerWhile we're in those woods so wildOr a glass of whiskey shown while we're in the woods aloneFor to pass away our long exileShantying I'll give our when I'm landed safe on shoreAnd I'll lead a different lifeNo more will I roam but contented stay at homeWith a happy little smiling wifeA shanty man's life is a weary someoneThough some say it's free from careIt's the swinging of an axe from morning till nightIn the forest wild and drear