General Taylor Lyrics

General Taylor gained the day
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Oh, General Taylor gained the day
Carry him to his burying ground
Chorus (after each verse):To me way hey, you Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way hey, you Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
Oh I wish I was old Stormy's son
I'd build a ship ten thousand tons

I'd load her down with ale and rum
And every shellback should have some

Oh we dig his grave with a silver spade
And his shroud of the softest silk is made

And we lower him down on a golden chain
On every link we'll carve his name
General Taylor's dead and gone
General Taylor's dead and gone