"There's some is bound for New York Town
There's others is bound for France
Heave away, me Johnnies,he-eave away
There's some that's bound for Bangor Maine
To teach the whales a dance
And away me Johnnie boys we're all bound to go!

The pilot he is a-waiting for
The turning of the tide
Heave away, me Johnnies, he-eave away
And it's one good pull and we're bound away
With a good Westerly wind
And away me Johnnie boys we're all bound to go!

Oh, fare thee well you Kingston girls
Fare well to St Andrews Dock
Heave away, me Johnnies, he-eave away
If ever we come back again
We'll make your cradles rock
And away me Johnnie boys we're all bound to go!