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Great Big Sea - Jack Hinks lyrics
Ah, when Jack comes ashore He's got money galore And he's seldom cut short of a job He can dress now as well As any can tell With a good silver watch in his fob Poor Jack in his life Was ne'er paired with a wife Though sometimes with lasses he links He's a seafaring sailmate Can gambol a caper Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks Oh, Jack Hinks When inclined for to spend He walks with a friend And with pleasure he sits himself down He tips off his glass And he winks at the lass And he smiles if she happens to frown And like a ramblin' true blue When the rent becomes due On the table the money he clinks He's a seafaring sailmate Can gambol a caper Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks Round home the other fall We fell into a squall Now the northermost head of Cape Freels We were washed away Without further delay At the thought how my spirit it chills We were bashed on the rocks Like a hard hunted fox Of death and destruction he thinks He's a seafaring sailmate Can gambol a caper Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks Oh, Jack Hinks Jack without fail Was out in that same gale Having drove across Bonavist Bay Oh Neptune did sail As he handed all sail And he had his two spars cut away Oh, but Providence kind so eases the wind And on sailors so constantly thinks He saved That seafaring sailmate Can gambol a caper That seafaring sailmate Can gambol a caper That seafaring sailmate Can gambol a caper Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks |
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