On the noble fleet of whalers out sailing from Dundee Well manned by British sailors to work them on the sea On the western ocean pa**age none with them can compare For there's not a ship could make the trip as the "Balena" I declare CHORUS: And the wind is on her quarter and her engine working free And there's not another whaler a-sailing from Dundee Can beat the old "Balena" and you need not try her on For we challenge all both large and small from Dundee to St. Johns There's the new built "Terra Nova", she's a model with no doubt There's the "Arctic" and "Aurora", you've heard so much about There's Jacklin's model mail-boat, the terror of the sea Couldn't beat the old "Balena" boys, on a pa**age from Dundee... CHORUS And it happened on the Thursday four days after we left Dundee Was carried off the quarter boats all in a raging sea That took away our bulwark, our stanchions and our rails And left the whole concern boys, a-floating in the gales... CHORUS Bold Jacklin carries canvas and fairly raises steam And Captain Guy's a daring boy, goes ploughing through the stream But Millan says the "Eskimo" could beat the blooming lot But to beat the old "Balena" boys, they'd find it rather hot... CHORUS An' now that we've landed boys, where the rum is mighty cheap We'll drink success to the Captain, for getting us over the deep And a health to all our sweet hearts, an' to our wives so fair Not another ship could make that trip but the "Balena" I declare...