Blow Ye Winds (Traditional) Hamish, Nick, Ian line-up
'Tis advertised in Boston New York and Buffalo
A hundred brave Americans a whalin' for to go
Singing Blow, ye winds, o' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho
Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow
They tell you of the clipper ships a-going in and out
They say you'll take five hundred sperm before you're six months out
Blow, ye winds, o' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho
Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow
The skipper's on the quarter deck a-squintin' at the sails
When up aloft the lookout spies a mighty school of whales
Now clear away the boats, my boys and after him we'll travel
But if you get too near his fluke he'll kick you to the devil
When we get home, our ship made fast, we get through our sailin'
A winding glass, around we'll pass an damn this blubber whalin'