Eddystone Light
- My father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light
And he slept with a mermaid one fine night;
From this union there came three.
A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me.
Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for a life on the roll ing sea. - One night while I was a-trimmin’ of the glim
A-singin’ a verse from the evening hymn;
A voice trom the starboard shouted “Ahoy!”
And there was my mother a-sittin’ on a buoy.
Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for a life on the roll ing sea. - “Oh, what has become of my children three?”
My mother then she asked of me;
“One was exhibited as a talking fish
And the other was served in a chafing dish.”
Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for a life on the roll ing sea. - Then the phosphorous flashed in her seaweed hair,
I looked again, and my mother wasn’t there;
A voice come a-echoin’ out of the night,
“To hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!”
Yo, ho, ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for a life on the roll ing sea.