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17 Mar 06 - 07:07 PM (#1696532) Subject: Lyr Add: Cook on a Bark From: Barry Finn From the singing of George Herbert of West Geelong, Australia (RIP) Cook On A Bark I once was a cook on a bark, cook on a bark That was were I made my make Slinging up the hash Many sailors ate my stew they're all dead I'm telling you Old pots I washed but once a year, once a year, once a year I served water up as rum & beer & it filled them up with cheer I made custard for the crew, for the crew, for the crew And it killed just a few, guess my custard's good Beatles sometimes starts a curse, but it only kills their thirst You should try my lobster tail, lobster tail, lobster tail Boiled with blubber off a whale, it will make you ill When we're out of bacon fat, bacon fat, bacon fat Then I catck a juicy rat, I know what to do You salt the critter well, he will last a spell For I'm a wizard with a rat, with a rat, with a rat If I use rat's back fat, I'm a wizard with a rat You should try my lobster sauce, lobster sauce, lobster sauce Nothing tastes as well with horse, it's a lovely course You should try my shark-fin soup, it's the stuff to make you stoop Well there's no better ship at sea, ship at sea, ship at sea None of them can cook like me, sailors all agree Cookies, cakes as hard as rocks, hard as rocks, hard as rocks They're laying down inside of us, oh, lets leave him on the dock Barry |
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18 Mar 06 - 09:54 AM (#1696895) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Cook on a Bark From: Charley Noble Barry- I love this one! There are very few sea songs about the cook. There were certainly a lot of nicknames such as "Doctor," "Slush," and "Duff." At least those are some of the printable ones! The proofreader notes that the second line ends strangely: I once was a cook on a bark, cook on a bark That was were I made my make Could the last word be "mark"? Cheerily, Charley Noble, who resides in the galley for those who know |