THE SAILOR'S GRACE
(Doerflinger - 'Blow the Man Down - V' - p 21)
Old Horse, Old horse, what brought you here,
[Way, hay, blow the man down,]
After ploughing the turf for many a year;
[Gimme some time to blow the man down!]
With kicks and cuffs and sad abuse,
We're salted down for sailor's use.
Between the mainmast and the pump,
We're salted down in great big hunks.
And when the mate comes from the rudder
He takes a piece of this old blubber.