There once was a ship that pit to sea,
The name of the ship was a bully of tea,
The winds blew up her bird up down below,
My bully boys blow.
HOO-AH!
Soon may the weatherman come,
To bring us sugar and tea and rum,
One day when the tonguing is done,
We'll take our leave and go.
She had not been two weeks from shore,
When down on her a right whale bore,
The captain called all hands and swore,
He'd take that whale in tow.
Soon may the wellerman come,
To bring us sugar and tea and rum,
One day when the tonguing is done,
We'll take our leave and go.
Before the boat had hit the water,
The whale's tail came up and caught her,
Her hands to the side harpooned and fought her,
And she dived down below.
Soon may the wellerman come to bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day when the tonguing is done we'll take our leave and go
Soon may the wellerman come to bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day when the tonguing is done we'll take our leave and go Ha!
No lane was cut,
no will was freed
The captain's mane was not of greed
But he belonged to the Willamins' Keech He took that ship in tow
Soon may the Willamin come To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day when the tonguing is done We'll take our leave and go
For forty days or even more,
the line went slack and tight once more.
All boats were lost,
there were only four,
but still that whale did go.
As far as I've heard,
the fight's still on,
the line's not cut and the whale's not gone.
The Willoughman makes his regular call to come as the captain's who and all.
Soon may the wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day when the tonguing is done We'll take our leave and go
Soon may the wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day when the tonguing is done We'll take our leave and go
Soon may the wellerman come To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day when the tonguing is done,
we'll take our leave and go.
We'll take our leave and go.
We'll take our leave and go.