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