(from the singing of Richard Maitland)
(Doerflinger - Songs of the Sailor and Lumberman - p12)
Handy high and handy low,
[Handy me boys, so handy]
Oh, it's handy haigh and away we'll go,
[Handy, me boys, so handy!]
You've got your advance and to sea you must go
A-round Cape Horn through frost and snow
Growl you may, but go you must.
Just growl too much and your head they'll bust
Now, up aloft from down below,
Up aloft that yard must go.
Now, one more pull and we'll show her clew!
Oh, we're the boys that'll put her thourgh,
With a bully ship and a bully crew,
And a bully Old Man to drive her through!
We're bound away around Cape Horn,
And we'll get there as sure as you're born!
Now one more pull and that will do!
Oh, We're the gang that'll shove her through.
Now, here we are at sea again;
Two months' advance we're up against.
We're the gang that can do it again!
Oh, we're the boys that'll do it once more.