Stuurman de trossen los (a-t-2011) Fluitend / Neuriënd beginnen. Stuurman de trossen los, Ay, captain Ay. De scheepssirene loeit een alierlaatst, goodbye, goodbye, bye: Seed ge De loods is al aan boord, ’t schip uitgeklaard. Licht nu het anker en wens Jan en Alleman behouden vaart! Tussenspel: Bootsman de trossen los! Ay, Ay, Sir Ay, … Lees verder
The Irish Rover On the Fourth of July, 1806We set sail from the sweet Cove of CorkWe were sailing away with a cargo of bricksFor the Grand City Hall in New York‘Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore and aftAnd oh, how the wild winds drove herShe stood several blasts, she had twenty seven … Lees verder
Last Shanty Words & Music by Tom Lewis Well me father often told me, when I was just a lad,A sailor’s life was very hard, the food was always bad,But now I’ve joined the navy, I’m on board a man-o-war,And now I find a sailor ain’t a sailor any more!Chorus:Don’t haul on the rope, don’t … Lees verder
The Old Calahan Last night when I felt so lonely and so blueI was playing that old time bluesThe blues of old Calahan.Well he was born in Kentucky, far awayHe would be soon the famest manKentucky ever knew.(Everybody now)I took my guitar and my old country fiddlePlayed me a song of the old CalahanHe once … Lees verder
Three score and ten Me thinks I see a host of craft,spreading their sails a-leeAs down the Humber they do glide,all bound for the Northern Sea.Methinks I see on each small craft,a crew with hearts so braveGoing out to earn their daily breadUpon the restless waves.Chorus:And it’s three score and tenboys and men were lost … Lees verder
Unst boat song Starka virna vestalie,Obadeea, obadeea.Starka virna vestalie,Obadeea monye.Sterke winden uit het Westen,Het wordt afzien, het wordt afzien.Sterke winden uit het Westen,Het wordt afzien mannen.Stala, stoita stonga raer,Oh, whit says du da bunschka baer;Oh, whit says du da bunschka baer;Litra mae vee, drengie.Alle hens aan dek geroepen,Reef het grootzeil, zet de stormfok;Alle hens aan … Lees verder
Up She Goes
Wellerman There once was a ship that put to seaThe name of the ship was the Billy of TeaThe winds blew up, her bow dipped downOh blow, my bully boys, blow (huh)Soon may the Wellerman comeTo bring us sugar and tea and rumOne day, when the tonguing is doneWe’ll take our leave and goShe’d not … Lees verder
A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea A Wet sheet and a flowing sea,A wind that follows fastAnd fills the white and rustling sailAnd bends the gallant mast;And bends the gallant mast, my boys,While like the eagle free –Away the good ship flies, and leavesOld England on the lee.Chorus:Oh! Give me a wt sheet, a … Lees verder
Whiskey in the jar As I was a goin’ over the far famed Kerry mountainsI met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting –I first produced my pistol and I then produced my rapierSaying “Stand and deliver” for he were a bold deceiver(Chorus:)Mush-a ring dum-a do durn-u daWack fall the daddy-o, wack fall … Lees verder
Whiskey, Johnny
White Wings (Written and sung by Banks Winter) Sail! home, as straight as an arrow.My yacht shoots along on the crest of the sea;Sail! home, to sweet Maggie Darrow,In her dear little home she is waiting for me.High up! Where the cliffs they are craggy,There’s where the girl of my heart waits for me!Heigh! Ho, … Lees verder
Wieringen Wie wil er mee naar Wieringen varen,‘s morgens vroeg al in de dauw.Met een mooi meisje van achttien jaren,dat zo graag naar Wieringen wou?Schipper ik hoor de hanen kraaien,schipper ik zie de vlaggetjes waaien!Stuurman laat je roer maar gaan,dan zullen we spoedig op Wieringen staan.Als we dan straks op Wieringen komen,zien we zoveel boeren … Lees verder
The Wild Rover I’ve been a wild rover for many’s the year,and I’ve spent all me money on whiskey and beer.But now I’m returning with gold in great store,and I never will play the wild rover no more.And it’s no, nay, never,no, nay, never, no more,and I play the wild rover,no, never, no more.I went … Lees verder
Zuiderzee ballade (Sylvian Poons) Opa kijk, ik vond op zolder een foto van een oude boot.Is dat nog van voor de polder, van die oude vissersvloot?Jochie, dat is een gelukkie, ‘k was dat prentje jaren kwijt,‘k Heb nou weer een heel klein stukkie van die goeie ouwe tijd.Daar is het water, daar is de haven … Lees verder