| From Tortuga’s port we put to sea
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| And sailed for sixteen days
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| In the biggest storm I’d ever seen
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| We almost lost our way
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| When a call came from a deckhand
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| «Boys, I think she’s going down
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| But don’t you fear, there’s enough rum here
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| To drink until we drown!»
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| Ho!
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| Ear-lie in the morning
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Ear-lie in the morning
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| So this deckhand grabbed a barrel
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| Broke the seal and took a swig
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| And soon their screams turned into songs
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| Their panicked work turned into jigs
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| The first mate bellowed orders
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| Ever trying to save their skins
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| «Any drunken retch the captain catch
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| He’ll beat all limb from limb!»
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| Ho!
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| Ear-lie in the morning
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Ear-lie in the morning
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| Every man continued drinking
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| All their duties long forgot
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| They were deaf to every order
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| 'Til they heard a pistol shot
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| The captain stood on fo’c’stle
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| Swung the cat above his head
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| «Back to yer post or by my ghost
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| Ye’ll wish that ye were dead!»
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| Ho!
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| Ear-lie in the morning
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Ear-lie in the morning
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| Every drunk received a beating
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| Some of the drunker managed two
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| The captain kept an eye
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| Until he’d sobered up his crew
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| He then retired to quarters
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| Put the rum upon his shelf
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| Sat in his seat, put up his feet
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| And drank the rest himself!
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| Ho!
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
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| Ear-lie in the morning
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Hoo-ray and up she rises (Hoo-ray)
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| Ear-lie in the morning
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| Put him in the longboat 'til he’s sober
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| Shave his belly with a rusty razor
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| Throw him in the hold with the captain’s daughter
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| Ear-lie in the morning |