" Our captain stood upon the deck,
A spy-glass in his hand,
A viewing of those gallant whales
That blew at every strand.
Oh, your tubs in your boats, my boys,
And by your braces stand,
And we'll have one of those fine whales,
Hand, boys, over hand!
So be cheery, my lads! may your hearts never fail!
While the bold harpooneer is striking the whale! "

goes well to Bonny Ship the Diamond