I thought I heard the old man say
(Leave her, Johnny, leave her)
It’s a long hard pull to the next pay day
(And it’s time for us to leave her)
Leave her, Johnny, leave her
Oh, leave her, Johnny, leave her
It’s a long hard pull to the next pay day
And it’s time for us to leave her
The captain was bad but the mate was worse...
He could blow you down with a sigh and a curse...
And a dollar a day is a Jack Shite’s pay...
When it’s pump all night and work all day…
Now the rats are all gone and we the crew...
Oh it’s time by Christ that we went too…
Well it’s pump or drown, the old man said...
Or else by Christ we’ll all be dead…
I thought I heard the old man say...
Just one more pump and then belay…