When I was a little lad and so me mother told me
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe
That if I did not kiss the girls me lips would grow all moldy
Way haul away, we'll haul away Joe
Way haul away, we're bound for better weather
Away haul away, we'll haul away Joe
Way haul away, we'll haul away together
Away haul away, we'll haul away Joe
King Louis was the king of France before the revolution
And then he got his head chopped off. It spoiled his constitution
Saint Patrick was a gentleman. He came from decent people
He built a church in Dublintown and on it put a steeple
Once I was in Ireland a'digging turf and taties
But now I'm on a Yankee ship a haulin' on the braces
Once I had a German girl, but she was fat and lazy
But now I got an Irish girl. She damn near drove me crazy
Way haul away, rock and roll me over
Way haul away, well roll me in the clover