Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Humpback Whale, artist - Richard Shindell. Album song South Of Delia, in the genre Американская музыкаDate of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
The Humpback Whale |
| Fifty-six I sailed on board |
| A ship called Byron One |
| She’s carried trawler men on deck |
| And a harpoon whaling gun |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |
| A tractor for a whale winch |
| And the ship’s an old Fairmile |
| Twin diesels turn the screws around |
| She’ll whale in a fine old style |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |
| Keep a sharp look-out me lads |
| The whale he’s on the run |
| And we’ll drive him into Byron Bay |
| And we’ll shoot him with our guns |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |
| The harpoon and the line fly through |
| Very deep into the whale |
| She split the timbers of the ship |
| With a flurry of her tail |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |
| The rigging struts are snapped in two |
| We reel beneath the blow |
| The gunner fires a killer shot |
| And that humpback sank below |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |
| Make her tail fast to the bows |
| We’ve got no time for bed |
| For four and twenty hours each day |
| We kept that factory fed |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |
| The flensing men upon the land |
| Some had been jackaroos |
| They skin the blubber from the whales |
| Like they’re skinning kangaroos |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |
| A hundred whales and then fifty more |
| Through the factory we did send |
| And then the orders came — knock off me lads |
| Your season’s at an end |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |
| Back into Ballina we steered |
| Tied up and stowed the gear |
| All hands headed for the pub |
| And we filled ourselves with beer |
| Oh you trawler men, come on |
| Forget your snapper and your prawn |
| For it’s out of Ballina we’ll sail |
| Fishing for the humpback whale |