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Traditional - The Mermaid Lyrics

It was Friday morn when we set sail and we were not far from the land
When our captain he spied a mermaid so fair, with a comb and a glass in her hand

And the ocean waves do roll, and the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors are skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
While the landlubbers lie down below

Then up spoke the captain of our gallant ship, and a fine old man was he
"This fishy mermaid has warned me of our doom, we shall sink to the bottom of the sea"

And the ocean waves do roll, and the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors are skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
While the landlubbers lie down below

Then up spoke the mate of our gallant ship, and a fine spoken man was he
Sayin', "I have a wife in Brooklyn by the sea, and tonight a widow she will be"

And the ocean waves do roll, and the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors are skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
While the landlubbers lie down below

Then up spoke the cabin-boy of our gallant ship, and a brave young lad was he
"Oh, I have a sweetheart in Salem by the sea, and tonight she'll be weeping over me"

And the ocean waves do roll, and the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors are skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
While the landlubbers lie down below

Then up spoke the cook of our gallant ship, and a crazy old butcher was he
"I care much more for my pots and pans than I do for the bottom of the sea"

And the ocean waves do roll, and the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors are skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
While the landlubbers lie down below

Then three times 'round spun our gallant ship, and three times 'round spun she
Three times 'round spun our gallant ship and she sank to the bottom of the sea

And the ocean waves do roll, and the stormy winds do blow
And we poor sailors are skipping at the top
While the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
While the landlubbers lie down below