Haul Away Joe

Way haul away, we’ll haul away the bowline

Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

Way, haul away, we’ll keep the packet rolling

Way haul away, we’ll haul away Joe

 

King Louis was the king of France before the revolution

But then he got his head cut off which spoiled his constitution

 

When I was a little lad, my mother often told me

That if I didn’t kiss the girls my lips would all go mouldy

 

Geordie Johnson had a pig it was double jointed

He took it to the blacksmith’s shop to have it’s trotters pointed

 

Once I had an English girl but she was fat and lazy

Now I’ve got a German girl, she almost drives me crazy

 

Way, haul away, we’ll haul away together

Way, haul away, we’ll haul for better weather