So heave away, my bully boys.
Away, heave away!
I think I spy that Thirty K
On the BS leeward shore!

Oh, my old man, I will confess
Away! Heave away!
He dearly loved to throw BS!
Away on the BS shore.

He said, and I believe 'tis right
Away! Heave away!
He'd sometimes BS half the night!
Away on the BS shore.

And 'twas my mother, no-one less,
Away! Heave away!
Who fell in love with his BS!
Away on the BS shore.

One night while we were on the town,
Away! Heave away!
Me father tracked that fair lass down!
Away on the BS shore.

And long before the first dawn watch,
Away! Heave away!
The future of BS was hatched!
Away on the BS shore.

The gleam that left me father's eye
Away! Heave away!
Did start BS to multiply!
Away on the BS shore.

And when the seasons came about,
Away! Heave away!
THis BS bard came skitterin' out!
Away on the BS shore.

So heave away, my bully boys.
Away, heave away!
I think I spy that Thirty K
On the BS leeward shore!

BS from the Sea--Songs and Chanties
Collected by Despie Rhetsaylor
Sea Doggerel Publications, Nantucket, 1907