Haul Away Joe - The Longest Johns

When I was just a little lad, or so me Mammi told me

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

That if I didn’t kiss the girls me lips would grow all mouldy

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll haul away together

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll hope for better weather

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

I used to have an Irish girl but she got fat and lazy

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

But now I’ve got a Bristol girl and she just drives me crazy

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll haul away together

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll hope for better weather

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Oh Louis was the king of France before the Revolut-i-on

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Then he got his head chopped off & it spoiled his constitut-i-on

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll haul away together

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll hope for better weather

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Ya call yourself a «Second Mate», ya cann’e tie a bowline

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

You can’t even stand up straight when the packet, she’s a-rollin'

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll haul away together

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll hope for better weather

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Well now can’t ya see… the black clouds a-gatherin'

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Well now can’t ya see… the storm clouds a-risin'

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll haul away together

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe

Away!

HO!

Haul away, we’ll hope for better weather

Away Haul Away, we’ll haul away, Joe