[Verse]
Grandma loved a sailor, who sailed the frozen sea
Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee
He said: "Son, I'm going crazy from living on the land
Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sands"
This old man was graceful with silver in his smile
He smoked a briar pipe and he walked four country miles
Singing songs of shady sisters and old time liberty
Songs of love and songs of d**h and songs to set men free
I've got three ships and sixteen men
A course for ports unread
I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow until half of us are dead
Land ho!
Well, if I get my hands on a dollar bill I'm going to buy a bottle and drink my fill
If I get my hands on a number five I'm going to skin that litlle girl alive
If I get my hand on a number two come back home and marry you
Marry you, marry you
Alright!
Land ho!