All that halyard, make it fast Swing that boon to the mizzenmast Swab that galley, shoot that- I'm sorry All that halyard, make it fast Swing that boon to the mizzenmast Swab that galley, man that gun And when they give the signal, shoot the sun Oh, the boat sends the fellow All the sailors obey For he gives all his orders In a musical way Oh, it sounds mighty pretty When he bosses the crew For he's got a little whistle That's nice to listen to Whistling When the bosun pipes a tune When the bosun pipes a tune He always serenades you With a chanty you can croon There's a twinkle in his eye And nobody can deny That when he starts to play right away It's hotter than the Fourth of July Just to show you his skill First he'll blow you a trill Then he'll give you a thrill With a tweet, tweet, tweet that can't be beat All your cares are forgotten Every time you listen to That jolly old bosun Piping a tune for you Whistling Whistling When the bosun pipes a tune When the bosun pipes a tune He always serenades you With a chanty you can croon There's a twinkle in his eye And nobody can deny That when he starts to play right away It's hotter than the Fourth of July Just to show you his skill First he'll blow you a trill Then he'll give you a thrill With a tweet, tweet, tweet that can't be beat All your cares are forgotten Every time you listen to That jolly old bosun That jolly old bosun That jolly old bosun Piping a tune for you