While Cruising Around Yarmouth-Ewan MacColl

[00:01.38]While Cruising Round Yarmouth - Ewan MacColl [00:05.24]While cruising round Yarmouth one day on a spree [00:09.33]I met a fair damsel the wind blowing free [00:14.27]I'm a fast-going clipper my kind sir says she [00:18.53]I'm ready for cargo my hold is quite free [00:22.11]Sayin' folderol laddy and folderolay [00:26.71]Folderol laddy and folderolay [00:33.50]What country she come from I could not tell which [00:37.98]By her appearance I thought she was Dutch [00:42.40]Her flag wore its colours her masthead was low [00:46.25]She was round in the quarter and bluff in the bow [00:49.88]Sayin' folderol laddy and folderolay [00:54.35]Folderol laddy and folderolay [01:01.10]I gave her a rope and I took her in tow [01:04.95]From yardarm to yardarm towing we'd go [01:10.73]We towed all together till we came to the head [01:14.36]We both towed together through to Calgary Bay [01:18.10]Sayin' folderol laddy and folderolay [01:22.63]Folderol laddy and folderolay [01:28.20]She took me upstairs and her tops'l she lowered [01:32.17]In a neat little parlour she soon had me moored [01:36.85]She laid in the foresails the staysails and all [01:40.72]With her lily-white hand on my reef-tackle falls [01:44.27]Sayin' folderol laddy and folderolay [01:48.68]Folderol laddy and folderolay [01:55.31]I see here pretty fair maid it's time to give oar [01:58.88]For 'twixt wind and water you've run me ashore [02:04.77]My shot-locker's empty and powder's all spent [02:08.59]I can't fire short frech choked at the vent [02:12.01]Sayin' folderol laddy and folderolay [02:16.41]Folderol laddy and folderolay [02:22.75]Here's luck to the girl with the black curly locks [02:26.56]Here's luck to the girl who put Jack on the rocks [02:32.06]Here's like a doctor who eased all his pain [02:35.72]He's squared his main yards he's a-cruisin' again [02:39.15]Sayin' folderol laddy and folderolay [02:43.58]Folderol laddy and folderolay