Heave Me Hearties All (A Christmas Shanty) - Streaming Audio, Info, Lyrics

When I was playing with a sea shanty group in Saint Petersburg (no, not the one in Florida!) there was this one fellow member from England who kept tossing off remarks like "We need some kind of Christmas shanty". That's kind of like waving the proverbial red flag at the proverbial bull. And I can't rest until I've written it... and recorded it.

This has happened before. And now the bloke is starting to drop remarks like "We should sing about Yorkshire Pudding and it's role in the Battle of Trafalgar". Yeah, right. Jerking me chain, the scurvy barnacle! I'm sticking with rum and ladies of indifferent virtue. For now.

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Credits:
Written, performed and produced by Robert Palomo
Song art photo: Flickr/Susan Williams
Comet in song art: Flickr/NASA Goddard Photo & Videop
Song art photos licensed under Creative Commons

Instruments:
Martin D35 acoustic guitar
Samick mystery mandolin
Nechville Atlas banjo
Korg SP100 with various virtual instruments.


Original Song Lyrics

Song are for Heave Me Hearties All by Robert PalomoOh we will not be home for Christmas
Heave me hearties, haul away!
We’ll be south of the Panama isthmus
Heave me hearties all!
On the day when Christ was born
We’ll be sailing ‘round Cape Horn
Heave me hearties, haul away!
Heave me hearties all!

Oh we shall spend the Lord’s birthday
Heave me hearties, haul away!
Working for a sailor’s pay
Heave me hearties all!
We’ll mark the day with a swaller of rum
If the Old Man gives us some
Heave me hearties, haul away!
Heave me hearties all!

Oh we’ve got a carpenter on board
Heave me hearties, haul away!
But he ain’t nothing like Our Lord
Heave me hearties all!
Pickled in gin, he ain’t no good
Lying in the scuppers sawing wood
Heave me hearties, haul away!
Heave me hearties all!

Oh it's true we're not religious men
Heave me hearties, haul away
We slip from virtue now and then
Heave me hearties all
Whenever we get some time ashore
You'll find us drunk with a cozy whore
Heave me hearties, haul away
Heave me hearties all

If ever you meet us in port, then you
Heave me hearties, haul away!
You can buy us all a drink or two
Heave me hearties all!
For roving wastrels all are we
Who live upon the lonesome sea
Heave me hearties, haul away!
Heave me hearties all!

Oh we wish you lubbers warmth and cheer
Heave me hearties, haul away!
As ‘round the Horn our ship we steer
Heave me hearties all!
Singing as we sail away
And we’ll not be home for Christmas Day
Heave me hearties, haul away
Oh heave me hearties all!


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