The Jeannie C. Lyrics

Come all ye lads, draw near to me,
That I be not forsaken;
This day was lost the Jeannie C.,
And my living has been taken
I'll go to sea no more
We set out this day in a bright sunrise,
The same as any other;
My son and I and old John Price,
In a boat named for my mother
I'll go to sea no more

It's well you know what the fishing has been,
It's been scarce and hard and cruel;
But this day, by God, we sure caught cod,
And we sang and we laughed like fools
I'll go to sea no more

Now, I'll never know what it was we struck,
But strike we did like thunder;
John Price gave a cry and he pitched o'erside,
Now it's forever he's gone under
I'll go to sea no more
Now a leak we've sprung, let there be no delay,
If the Jeannie C. we're saving;
John Price is drowned and slipped away,
So I'll patch the hole while you're bailing
I'll go to sea no more

But no leak I found from bow to hold,
No rock it was that got her;
But what I found made my heart stop cold,
For every seam poured water
I'll go to sea no more
My God! I cried as she went down,
That boat was like no other;
My father built her when I was nine,
And he named her for my mother
I'll go to sea no more

And sure, I could have another made,
In the boat shop down in Dover;
But I would not love the keel they laid,
Like the one that waves roll over
I'll go to sea no more

So come all ye lads, draw near to me,
That I be not forsaken;
This day was lost the Jeannie C.,
And my whole life has been taken
I'll go to sea no more