[G]Twas in eighteen hundred and[D] fifty-[G]three
And of[C] June the[G] thirteenth[D] day,
That our[G] gallant
ship her[C] anchor weighed,
And for[G] greenland[D] bore a[G]way, brave boys,
And for greenland[D] bore a[G]way.
The lookout in the crosstrees stood
With spyglass in his hand;
There's a whale, there's a whale, there's whalefish
And she blows at every span, brave boys
She blows at every span.
The captain stood on the quarter deck,
And a fine little man was he;
"Overhaul, overhaul! Let your davit tackles
And launch your boats for sea, brave boys
And launch your boats for sea.
Now the boats were launched and the men aboard,
And the whale was full in view.
Resolv-ed was each seaman bold
steer where the whalefish blew, brave boys
To steer where the whalefish blew.
We stuck the whale the line paid out,
But she gave a flourish with her tail,
The boat capsized and four men were
And we never caught that whale, brave boys,
And we never caught that whale.
To lose the whale," our captain said,
It grieves my heart full sore,
But oh! to lose (those) four gallant men
grieves me ten times more brave boys
It grieves me ten times more.
The winter star doth now appear,
So, boys we'll anchor weight;
It's time to leave this cold country
bear away, brave boys
And homeward bear away.
Oh Greenland is a dreadful place
A land that's never green
Where there's ice and snow, and the whalefishes
(and the) daylight's seldom seen brave boys
But the daylight's seldom seen.