Land Ho!

Grandma loved a sailor who sailed the frozen sea Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee He said “Son, I'm goin' crazy from livin' on the land Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sands” This old man was graceful, with silver in his smile He smoked a briar pipe and he walked for country miles Singing songs of shady sisters and old time liberty Songs of love and songs of death and songs to set men free I've got three ships and sixty men A course for ports unread I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow Till half us are dead Land ho! Well, if I get my hands on a dollar bill Gonna buy a bottle and drink my fill If I get my hands on a number five Gonna skin that little girl alive If I get my hands on a number two Come back home and marry you Marry you Marry you All right Yeah, land ho Yeah, land ho Well, if I get back home And I feel all right You know I'm gonna love you tonight Love tonight Love tonight Yeah, land ho! Yeah, land ho! Yeah, land ho!