Mollymauk

Oh the southern ocean is a lonely place
Where the storms are many and the shelter’s scarce
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
On the restless water and the troublin’ skies
You can see that mollymauk wheel and fly
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
Ch. Won’t you ride the wind and go, white seabird
Won’t you ride the wind and go, mollymauk
Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn

See the mollymauk floatin’ on his wide white wings
And lord, what a lonely song he sings Down upon the southern ocean sail in Down below Cape Horn
And he’s got no compass and he’s got no gear
And there’s none can tell ya how the mollymauks steer Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
Ch.

He’s the ghost of a sailor-man as I’ve heard say
Who’s body sank, and his soul flew away Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
And he’s got no haven and he’s got no home
He’s bound evermore for to wheel and roam Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
Ch.

When I gets too weary for to sail no more
Let my bones sink better far away from shore Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
You can cast me loose and leave me driftin’ free
And I’ll keep that big bird company Down upon the southern ocean sailing
Down below Cape Horn
Ch.

© Bob Watson 1987

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