Lyrics

Oh, when I was a little lad me mother often told me;
Resp: Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe!
That if I did not kiss the girls me lips would grow all moldy.
Resp: Way haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe!

Chorus:
Way haul away, we’re bound for better weather.
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe.

I sailed the seas for seven years not knowin’ what I was missin’;
Resp: Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe!
Then I trimmed my sails before the gales and started in a-kissin’.
Resp: Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe! (Chorus)

And then I got a German girl, but she was fat and lazy,
Resp: Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe!
And then I got an Irish girl, she damn near drove me crazy!
Resp: Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe! (Chorus)

King Louis was the king of France before the revolution.
Resp: Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe!
And then he got his head chopped off –
it spoiled his constitution.
Resp: Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe! (Chorus)

Chorus:
Way haul away, we’re bound for better weather.
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe.
Way haul away, we’ll haul away together.
Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe.