Land Ho!

Grandma loved a sailor
who sailed the frozen sea.
Grandpa was a whaler
and he took me on his knee.
He said Son I'm going crazy
from living on the land
Got to find my shipmates
and walk on foreign sand

This old man was graceful
with silver in his smile.
He smoked a briar pipe and
he walked four country miles
Singing songs of shady sisters
and old time liberty
Songs of love and songs of death,
songs to set men free.

I've got three ships and sixty men
A course for ports unread.
I'll stand at mast, let North winds blow
Till half of us are dead.

Land Ho!

If I get my hands on a dollar bill
Gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill.
If I get my hands on a number five
Gonna skin that little girl alive.
If I get my hands on a number two
Come back home and marry you
Marry you, marry you, marry you.

Hey Land Ho! Hey Land Ho!
If I get back home and I feel all right
You know baby gonna love you tonight
Love tonight, love tonight

Hey Land Ho!
Hey Land Ho!
Hey Land Ho!