“The double break was shipped, and with both pumps in operation we rattled away merrily to the tune of a lusty pump song, the name of which I have forgotten, if indeed it ever had a name at all. The first few lines I remember were something after this fashion:
        “Giner-rul Taylor, so-o they say––
        Heave ho-o, my lads, heave ho––
        Made San-ta An-na run a-way,
        All on the pla-a-ins of Mex-i-co….”

“...Our windlass flew swiftly round to the tune of “Johnny Tameringo, John Tamaree,” and the anchor, that had been atrip all the afternoon, was speedily hanging by the ring-stopper.”
[Saunders, Snake-Hunting, Ballou's Pictorial Drawing-Room Companion, vol.XI, no.1, 5 July 1856]