Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Save the Whales, artist - Country Joe McDonald. Date of issue: 21.01.2013
Song language: English
Save the Whales |
| When my grandpa was a boy |
| He went down to the general store |
| Saw a picture book of a whale |
| Shooting its spout and flashin' its tail. |
| Then he got a sailor’s dream |
| 'Bout cruisin' around on the salty sea |
| Joinin' up with a fishin' crew |
| To go out and get him a whale or two. |
| Tell me what kind of men are these |
| Who sail upon the salty seas? |
| Up in the rigging in the afternoon |
| Swabbin' the decks and sharpenin' harpoons. |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Early in the morning. |
| There’re lots of whales in the deep blue sea, |
| We kill them for the company |
| We drag 'em 'longside and chop 'em in two |
| And melt 'em down and sell 'em to you |
| There hardly is a sailor alive |
| Who can keep the tears from his eyes |
| As he remembers the good old days |
| When there were no whales to save |
| Thank the Russians and Japanese |
| For scouring the deep blue seas |
| Looking for ivory and perfume |
| And plastic toys and pet food. |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Early in the morning. |
| Shanghaied by the light of the moon |
| Put out from Boston in the middle of June |
| After six months out at sea |
| It’s nothin' but death and misery. |
| Set out on a three-year cruise |
| A union ship and a union crew |
| And after six months you begin to see |
| That whalin’s not what it used to be. |
| A modern ship and a modern crew |
| With sonar scopes and explodin' harpoons |
| A mechanical boat made outta steel |
| A floating machine built to kill the whales. |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Early in the morning. |
| When my grandpa was a boy |
| He went down to the general store |
| Saw a picture book of a whale |
| Shooting its spout and flashin' its tail. |
| Then he got a sailor’s dream |
| 'Bout cruisin' around on the salty sea |
| Joinin' up with a fishin' crew |
| To go out and get him a whale or two. |
| Tell me what kind of men are these |
| Who sail upon the salty seas? |
| Up in the rigging in the afternoon |
| Swabbin' the decks and sharpenin' harpoons. |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Hooray and up she rises |
| Early in the morning. |