Jack Was Every Inch A Sailor

Now, 'twas twenty-five or thirty years

Since Jack first saw the light;

He came into this world of woe

One dark and stormy night.

He was born on board his father's ship one day

As she was lying to,

'Bout twenty-five or thirty miles

Southeast of Bacalhao.

cho: Jack was every inch a sailor,

Five and twenty years a whaler,

Jack was every inch a sailor,

He was born upon the deep blue sea.

When Jack grew up to be a man,

He went to Labrador,

He fished in Indian Harbor

Where his father fished before.

On his returning in the fog,

He met a heavy gale,

And Jack was swept into the sea

And swallowed by a whale.

The whale went straight for Baffln's Bay

'Bout ninety knots an hour,

And ev'ry time he'd blow a spray,

He'd send it in a shower.

"Oh, now," says Jack unto himself,

"I must see what he's about."

He caught the whale all by the tail

And turned him inside out.

@sailor @animal @fish

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