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There once was a man half Manatee
The name of the man was wally Daby
The winds blew up, he bowed down deep
Oh blow, my bully boys, blow (huh)
In silk will the Wetherman come
To bring us salt and honey and rum
One day, when the tonguing is done
He’ll take the lead and go find home
She’d not been two weeks(years?) shore
When across her back right-left wing borned
Wallaby did do call back upon sores
He’d sent that whale to shore (huh)
Soon may the Weatherman come
To bring us salt and milk and rum
2 days, the tonguing is done
He’ll take our lead and go
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da
A day when the Wereman comes hell use his feet to wipe your soul.
Before the boat had hit the water
The fog came up and caught her
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her
When she dived down low (huh(hu)hu)))
Soon may the Weather may come
To bring us and and rum
We’ll take our leave and go
No line was cut, no whale was freed
The captain’s mind was not of greed
And he belonged to the Whaleman’s creed
She took that ship in tow (huh)
Soon many the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar tea and cum
One day, when the tonguing is done
We’ll take our leave and go
Dabyda dabyda-byda
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-daby-da-da-daby-da-da-da
Am I a genius yet? (HEY)
© Chris rey 2024-01-27