The Drunken Whaler Lyrics

What will we do with a drunken whaler?
What will we do with a drunken whaler?
What will we do with a drunken whaler?
Early in the mourning

Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Early in the mourning

Stuff him in a sack and throw him over
Stuff him in a sack and throw him over
Stuff him in a sack and throw him over
Early in the mourning

Feed him to the hungry rats for dinner
Feed him to the hungry rats for dinner
Feed him to the hungry rats for dinner
Early in the mourning

Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Early in the mourning

Shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol
Shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol
Shoot him through the heart with a loaded pistol
Early in the mourning

Slice his throat with a rusty cleaver
Slice his throat with a rusty cleaver
Slice his throat with a rusty cleaver
Early in the mourning

Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Weigh heigh, and up she rises
Early in the mourning...