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Lyr Req: Wings of a Goney DigiTrad: WINGS OF A GULL Related threads: Lyr Req: Whaler's Lament / Whalerman's Lament (28) Lyr Req: Weary Whaling Grounds (3)
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Subject: Lyr Req: Wings of a Goney From: Artful Codger Date: 04 Jan 10 - 11:55 PM Can someone PM me (or post) the words to "Wings of a Goney" as originally recorded in the log of the Ocean Rover (1859)? All the versions posted here, both in the DT and in the threads on "The Whalerman's Lament" and Bertsongs, seem to be based on Lloyd's reworking, "The Weary Whaling Ground"/"Wings of a Gull". |
Subject: Lyr Add: THE WINGS OF A GONEY From: Joe Offer Date: 05 Jan 10 - 02:52 AM Hi, Codger- I hope this does the trick for you. -Joe- THE WINGS OF A GONEY If I had the wings of a goney I would fly to my own native home I would leave Desolation's cold weary ground For for right whales for us there is none For the weather is rough and the wind it does blow And comforts are not to be found here I would sooner be at home in some Dutch grocery shop Eating crackers and cheese or drinking beer For a man must be foolish to venture so far On the broad blue expanse catching whales When he knows that his life is in danger at times Or his head being smashed by their tails But whaling has its charms for the young and green hands And he makes up his mind when he goes In a very short time he would sooner hear a curse As the unwelcome sound there she blows It is first learn the compass with thirty-two points Or else lose your whole watch below But that is not all to his sorrow he will find Two hours to the masthead he must go He descends to the deck with head dizzy and sick And for life he would not give a damn When the mate accosts him with Johnny my boy Get a rubber and rub down spun yarn After bearing these trials for well nigh four years The flying jibboom points for home He's supposed to have eight or ten barrels of oil And an equal share of the bone But he goes to the agents to settle his voyage And there he finds cause to repent He finds he has spent four years of his life And not earned a single red cent Ocean Rover 1859
The goney is a bird of the albatross family. Today American sailors in the Pacific call it the "gooney bird." The last two stanzas of the song tell a story that, sad to tell, was often only too true. Whalemen could become deeply in debt to the ship for clothing and tobacco from the slop chest, and perhaps also, sometimes for advances for shore leave. And thus at the end of a three or four year voyage, the whaleman might have nothing at all to show for those years out of his life. It was to avoid this danger that many whalemen wore clothing that had been patched and repatched and then patched again. This song sings very well to the tune of "The Prisoner's Song," which begins, "If I had the wings of an eagle across the wide sea I would fly." I wonder if there can be any connection between the two songs. Source: Songs the Whalemen Sang, by Gale Huntington, 1964, pp 38-39 |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wings of a Goney From: Steve Gardham Date: 20 Jul 13 - 02:18 PM Are there any other versions other than the 1859 and Bert's rewrite? |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wings of a Goney From: Lighter Date: 20 Jul 13 - 03:34 PM None that I know of. |
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Wings of a Goney From: Steve Gardham Date: 21 Jul 13 - 01:09 PM Thanks, Jon. I thought not. |
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