Haul Away Joe

When I was a little boy
So my mother told me, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

That if I did not kiss the girls
My lips would all grow mouldy, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

Way haul away
The good ship now is rolling, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

First I met a Yankee girl
And she was fat and lazy, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

Then I met an Irish girl
She damn near drove me crazy, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

Saint Patrick was a gentleman
He came from decent people, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

He built a church in Dublin Town
And on it put a steeple, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

King Louis was the king of France
Before the revolution, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

And then he got his head cut off
It spoiled his constitution, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

Way haul away
We’re bound for better weather, to me
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe