Jack Was Every Inch A Sailor

'Twas twenty-five or thirty years since Jack first saw the light
He came into this world of woe one dark and stormy night
He was born on board his father's ship as she was lying to
'Bout twenty-five or thirty miles southeast of Bacalhao.

Chorus

Jack was every inch a sailor
Five and twenty years a whaler
Jack was every inch a sailor
He was born upon the bright blue sea.

When Jack grew up to be a man he went to Labrador
He fished in Indian Harbour where his father fished before
On his returning in the fog he met a heavy gale
And Jack was swept into the sea and swallowed by a whale.

The whale went straight for Baffin Bay 'bout ninety knots an hour
And every time he'd blow a spray, he'd send it in a shower
"Oh, now," says Jack unto himself, "I must see what he's about."
He caught the whale all by the tail and turned him inside out.