Lyrics Haul Away, Joe - Burl Ives

Haul Away, Joe

When I was a little lad
And so me mother told me
Chorus: 'Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe.
That if I ever kissed a gal
My lips would all grow moldy
Chorus: 'Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe.
Chorus: 'Way, haul away, we’ll haul for better weather
'Way, haul away, we’ll haul away, Joe.
Once I had a Southern gal
But she was fat and lazy.
But now I got a Yankee girl
And she is just a daisy.
King Louis was the King of France
Before the Revolution.
King Louis got his head cut off
Which spoiled his constitution.
Saint Patrick was a gentleman:
He came from decent people.
He built a church in Dublin town
And on it put a steeple.
The cook is in the galley now
A-making duck so handy.
The captain’s in the cabin now
A-drinkin' wine and brandy.