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Once I was in Cumberland, a-diggin' turf and taters
(Away, haul away, we'll haul away Joe)
But now Iâm on a pirate ship, a-haulin' on the braces
(Away, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie
Away, haul away, we'll haul away for Johnny-o)
You call yourself a second mate but you canât tie a bowline
(Away, haul away...)
You cannot even stand up straight oh when the ship's a-rollin'
Away, haul away, haul away, we'll haul away for Johnny-o
King Louis was the king of France before the revolution
But then he got his head cut off which spoiled his constitution
The cook is in the galley making pie with ale so handy
The captainâs in his cabin, boozing' up on wine and brandy
Away, haul away, haul away, we'll haul away for Johnny-o
Away, haul away, we'll haul away for Rosie
Away, haul away, we'll haul away for Johnny-o!