Greenland Whale Fisheries (2013 Mix) - The Pogues

In eighteen hundred and forty-six

On March the eighteenth day

We hoisted our colors

To the top of the mast

And for Greenland sailed away

Brave boys

And for Greenland sailed away

The lookout in the cross trees stood

With spyglass in his hand

There's a whale there's a whale

And a whale fish he cried

And she blows at every span

Brave boys

And she blows at every span

The captain stood

On the quarter deck

The ice was in his eye

Overhaul overhaul

Let your gib sheets fall

And you'll put your

Boats to sea brave boys

And you'll put your boats to sea

Our harpoon struck

And the line played out

With a single flourish of his tail

He capsized the boat

And we lost five men

And we did not

Catch the whale brave boys

And we did not catch the whale

The losing of those five jolly men

It grieved the captain sore

But the losing of that fine whale fish

Now it grieved him

Ten times more brave boys

Now it grieved him ten times more

Now Greenland is a barren land

A land that bares no green

Where there's ice and snow

And the whale fishes blow

And the daylight's

Seldom seen brave boys

And the daylight's seldom seen