And it’s way, haul away, haul
Roll ‘er home and roll ‘er home
I’m safe in the arms of a bonny fine la**
On the rough Atlantic Sea
On the rough Atlantic Sea
Achin’ back and salt-cracked hands
Haul, boys, haul ‘er
Is the bane of a man from Newfoundland
On the rough Atlantic Sea
Rain and snow and sleet and ice
Haul, boys, haul ‘er
For flour, rum, and sugarcane spice
On the rough Atlantic Sea
And it’s way, haul away, haul
Roll ‘er home and roll ‘er home
I’m safe in the arms of a bonny fine la**
On the rough Atlantic Sea
On the rough Atlantic Sea
Months and months of blister boil
Haul, boys, haul ‘er
Years of years of sweat and toil
On the rough Atlantic Sea
We got stuck in a storm one night
Haul, boys, haul ‘er
In the fiercest wind with a nasty bite
On the rough Atlantic Sea
And it’s way, haul away, haul
Roll ‘er home and roll ‘er home
I’m safe in the arms of a bonny fine la**
On the rough Atlantic Sea
On the rough Atlantic Sea
Finally the sea subsides
Haul, boys, haul ‘er
And the arse of the ship is open wide
On the rough Atlantic Sea
A cheer went up when the ship went down
Haul, boys, haul ‘er
And the lifeboats head for solid ground
On the rough Atlantic Sea
And it’s way, haul away, haul
Roll ‘er home and roll ‘er home
I’m safe in the arms of a bonny fine la**
On the rough Atlantic Sea
On the rough Atlantic Sea
Here I stand in Jamaica, man
Haul, boys, haul ‘er
Don’t know if I’ll get home again
On the rough Atlantic Sea
Well, an achin’ back and salt-cracked hands
Haul, boys, haul ‘er
Is the bane of a man from Newfoundland
On the rough Atlantic Sea
And it’s way, haul away, haul
Roll ‘er home and roll ‘er home
I’m safe in the arms of a bonny fine la**
On the rough Atlantic Sea
And it’s way, haul away, haul
Roll ‘er home and roll ‘er home
I’m safe in the arms of a bonny fine la**
On the rough Atlantic Sea
On the rough Atlantic Sea