THE ANCHOR’S AWAY
Chorus
Heave! Ho! Heave! Ho!
Over the rim and into the stow;
The anchor’s away, and we have to go.
Heave Ho, me mates, heave ho!
Verse 1
I had shore leave, but now ’tis done,
And I must sale at rise of sun,
To join the fight two weeks begun,
Heave Ho, me mates, heave ho!
Chorus
Heave! Ho! Heave! Ho!
Over the rim and into the stow.
The anchor’s away, and we have to go.
Heave Ho, me mates, heave ho!
Verse 2
I kissed my love and wished her well;
Said I must make my way to hell;
To win this war my soul I’d sell,
Heave Ho, me mates, heave ho!
Chorus
Heave! Ho! Heave! Ho!
Over the rim and into the stow;
The anchor’s away, and we have to go.
Heave Ho, me mates, heave ho!
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