The Cruise of the Calaber
Come all ye dry-land sailors bold and listen to my song.
40 verses long and I won't detain you long.
'Tis all about the
adventures of a bold young Irish Tar
Who sailed as a man before the
mast on the good ship Calabar.
Now the captain was a strappin youth his height was four
His nose was red and his eyes was black arid his hair was a
He wore a leather medal that he won in the Crimee
And his wife was passenger, mate and cook on the good ship
Well we sailed away with a favouring breeze, the weather was
But just in the straits of Rialto Bridge where you can't pass
two at a time
Another craft ran into us which gave us a serious
It stove in the starboard paddle-wheel box and destroyed the
Now when huggin' the shore of Inchicore, very dangerous part
aground on a lump of coal that wasn't marked on the chart,
And to save
ourselves from sinking and to save each precious life
We threw the main
deck overboard along with the captain's wife.
Then all became confusion while the stormy winds did blow
slipped on an orange peel and fell into the hold below.
cried "'Tis a pirate's rig and on us she does gain
And the next time I
sail for Clondal kin boys, I'll bloody sure go by train!"
So we got our ammunition out for to meet the coming foe
cutlasses and boarding pikes and Gatlin' guns also,
"Put on full
steam," the captain cried, "For we are sorely pressed"
But the engineer
from the bank replied "The oul' horse is doing his best."
Oh thick and fast the heroes fell, in torrents the blood was
Great numbers were falling before they were hit to make sure that
they wouldn't be kilt.
And at last when the pirate surrendered her
flat, the crew being all on their backs
We found that she was a sister
ship with a cargo of cobblers' wax.
Now the ship is in the marine stores now and the crew in the county
And I'm the only survivor left to tell of the terrible tale
if I could release that ship I'd sail her off afar
And an Admirable be
of the bloomin' fleet on the fighting Calabar.