时间：2019-12-30
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Greenland Fishing - The Almanac Singers
'Twas in eighteen hundred and fifty three
And of June the thirteenth day
That our gallant ship her anchor weighed
And for Greenland bore away brave boys
And for Greenland bore away
The lookout in the crosstrees stood
With his spy glass in his hand
There's a Whale there's a Whale there's a Whale fish he cried
And she blows at every span
Brave boys
And she blows at every span
And the Captain stood on the quarterdeck
And a fine little man was he
Overhaul overhaul let your davit tackles fall
And launch your boats for sea
Brave boys
And launch your boats for sea
Now the boats were launched and the men aboard
And the Whale was in full view
Resolved was each seaman bold
To steer where the Whale fishes blew
Brave boys
To steer where the Whale fishes blew
We struck that Whale and the line paid out
But she gave a flourish with her tail
And the boat capsized and four men were drowned
And we never caught that Whale
Brave boys
And we never caught that Whale
To lose the Whale our Captain cried
It grieves my heart full sore
But oh to lose four gallant men
It grieves me four times more brave boys
It grieves me four times more
Oh Greenland is a dreadful place
A land that's never green
Where there's ice and snow and the Whale fishes blow
And the daylight's seldom ever seen brave boys
And the daylight's seldom ever seen
