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Heave Away, My Johnny

There's some that's bound for New York town
and some that's bound for France
Heave away me Johnny, heave away
And some that's bound for the Bengal Bay
To teach them whales to dance
Heave away me Johnny boy, we're all bound to go

The pilot he is awaiting for
The turning of the tide
Heave away me Johnny, heave away
And then me boys we'll be gone again
With the good and westerly wind
Heave away me Johnny boy, we're all bound to go

Come all you hard working sailor lads
Who round the cape of storm
Heave away me Johnny, heave away
Be sure your boots and oilskins on
Or you'll wish you never was born
Heave away me Johnny boy, we're all bound to go

Farewell to you, you Kingston girls
Farewell St Andrews dock
Heave away me Johnny, heave away
If ever we'll return again
We'll make your cradles rock
Heave away me Johnny boy, we're all bound to go

There's some that's bound for New York town
and some that's bound for France
Heave away me Johnny, heave away
And some that's bound for the Bengal Bay
To teach them whales to dance
Heave away me Johnny boy, we're all bound to go

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