The Jeannie C.

Come all ye lads, draw near to me,

That I be not forsaken

This day was lost the Jeannie C.

And my living has been taken

I'll go to sea no more

We set out this day in the bright sunrise,

The same as any other

My son and I and old John Price

In the boat named for my mother

I'll go to sea no more

Now it's well you know what the fishing has been,

It's been scarce and hard and cruel

But this day, by God, we sure caught cod,

And we sang and we laughed like fools

I'll go to sea no more

I'll never know what it was we struck,

But strike we did like thunder

John Price give a cry and pitched overside.

Now it's forever he's gone under

I'll go to sea no more

Now a leak we've sprung, let there be no delay

If the Jeannie C. we're saving

John Price is drown'd and slip'd away.

So I'll patch the hole while you're bailing

I'll go to sea no more

But no leak I found from bow to hold.

No rock it was that got her

But what I found made me heart stop cold,

For every seam poured water

I'll go to sea no more

My God, I cried as she went down.

That boat was like no other

My father built her when I was nine,

And named her for my mother

I'll go to sea no more

And sure I could have another made

In the boat shop down in Dover

But I would not love the keel they laid

Like the one the waves roll over

I'll go to sea no more

So come all ye lads, draw near to me,

That I be not forsaken

This day was lost the Jeannie C.

And my whole life has been taken

I'll go to sea no more