Because today it was very windy in this harbour city, I thought you might like this:
ONE Friday morn as we'd set sail,
And our ship not far from land,
We there did espy a fair mermaid,
With a comb and a glass in her hand, her hand, her hand,
With a comb and a glass in her hand.
CHORUS:
While the raging seas did roar,
And the stormy winds did blow,
And we jolly sailor-boys were up, were up aloft,
And the landlubbers lying down below, below, below,
And the landlubbers lying down below.
Then up spoke the little cabin boy
And a fair-haired boy was he:
"I've a father and mother in fair Portsmouth Town
And this night they will weep for me for me for me
And this night they will weep for me."
Then up spoke the mate of our gallant ship,
And a well-spoken man was he;
"I have married a wife in fair London town,
But tonight she a widow will be will be will be
But tonight she a widow will be."
Then up spoke the captain of our gallant ship
And a valiant man was he,
"For want of a longboat we shall be drowned
And go to the bottom of the sea the sea the sea
And go to the bottom of the sea."
Then three times round went our gallant ship;
And three times round went she,
Three times round went our gallant tars;
And sailed to the bottom of the sea the sea the sea
And sailed to the bottom of the sea.
