Old Polina

Old polina
There's a noble fleet o' whalers sailin' from
Dundeemen by
British sailors to take them o'er the seaon a western ocean passage we started on the tripwe flew along just like a song on a galleon whalin' ship
Twas the second
Sunday morning just after leaving portwe met a heavy south-west gale that washed away our boatit washed away our quarter deck our 'stensions just as welland so we sent the whole she-bang a floatin in the gale
Chorus:For the wind was on her quarter the engine's workin freethere's not another whaler that sails the arctic seacan beat the old polina ye need not try me sonswe challenged all both great and small from
Dundee to
St. john's
Our jackman set his canvas for
Willard gallop steinand captain
Guy the daring by' came plungin' through the streamand
Mullins' in the husky tried to beat the bloody lotbut to beat the
Old Polina boys was something he could not
ChorusThere's the noble terra nova a model without doubtthe arctic and aurora they talk so much aboutour jackman's model nailboat the terror of the seatry to beat the old polina on a passage from
DundeeChorus
Now we're back in old st. john's where rum is very cheapwe'll drink a health to captain guy who brought us o'er the deepa health to all our sweethearts and to our wives so fairnot another ship could make the trip, the
Polina I declare!
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