The Pump Shanty

Pump me boys!

Pump her dry

Down to hell, and up to the sky

Bend your back and break your bones

We're just a thousand miles from home

The captain's daughter I suppose

Could be called an English Rose

What would you think when I propose

The pox she gave to me a dose.

This rose well she did prick me sore

I never felt so bad before

Thanks to the girl I did adore

I thought I'd never pump no more.

I called the doctor right away

To find out what he had to say

That's two pound ten get on your way

I'm sure this girl is in her pay.

They say life has its ups and downs

That really now is quite profound

I'd like to push the capstan round

But its pump me boys before we drown.

The ocean we all do adore

So come on boys let's pump some more

Don't worry if your stiff and sore

I'm sure we've pumped this bit before.

Sometimes when I am in me bed

And thinking of me day ahead

I wish that I could wake up dead

But pumpin's all I get instead.

Yes, how I wish that I could die

The swine who built this tub to find

I'd bring him back from where he fries

And pump him till the beggar's dry.

If Noah used him for his ark

Now wouldn't that have been a lark

From rising sun till getting dark

The animals all hard at work.

There's so much water down below

Just how it got there I don't know

The old man says let's roll and go

But I think we're bound for Davey Jones.