| Lyrics: | 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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