When I was a little lad
And so my mother told me
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

That if I did not kiss the gals
Me lips would all grow moldy
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

Way, haul away, the good ship is a-bolding
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

Way, haul away, the sheet is now a-flowing
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

King Louis was the king of France
Before the revolution
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

But then he got his head cut off
Which spoiled his constitution
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

Oh, once I had a German gal
And she was fat and lazy
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

And now I have a Brooklyn gal
She damn near drives me crazy
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

Way, haul away, I'll sing to you of Nancy
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

Way, haul away, she's just my cut and fancy
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

Way, haul away, we'll haul for better weather
Way, haul away, we'll haul away, Joe!

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sentric Music
Writer(s): Jason Matthew Boland, Mark Daniel Prendergast, Phillip Magee, Stephen Joseph Garrigan, TRAD, Vincent Thomas May