1. Old Stormalong was a gay old man, To me
2. But now he's dead, poor old Stormy's gone; To me
way, old Stormalong! Old Stormalong was a
way, old Stormalong! We buried old Stormy
grand old man, Aye, aye, aye, Captain Stormalong.
off Cape Horn, Aye, aye, aye, Captain Stormalong.

3 Our sails were split and the mainmast gone.
Our eyes were wet, but 'twas not with rain.

4 Poor old Stormy we'll ne'er see again.
We buried poor Stormy off Cape Horn!

5 We rolled him up in a silvery shroud.
We lowered him down with a golden chain.

6 Although he's gone, he's left us a son.
How I wish I was old Stormy's son!

7 I'd build a ship of a thousand ton.
I'd load her down with New England rum.

8 I'd sail this wide world round and round,
And every day my crew would get their rum!

9 I'd pour out two drinks for the shantyman. TWICE .

10 I'd pour out drinks for every man
And a double cup for the shantyman!