Nathan Evans - The Last Shanty lyrics
[Nathan Evans - The Last Shanty lyrics]
Well me father often told me when
I was just a lad
A sailor's life is very hard
The food is always bad
But now I've joined the navy
I'm aboard a man-o-war
And now I've found a sailor
Ain't a sailor any more
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
Well the killick of our mess he
Says we had it soft
It wasn't like that in his day
When we were up aloft
We like our bunks and sleeping bags
But what's a hammock for?
Swinging from the deckhead
Or lying on the floor?
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up thе mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies rеady
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
They gave us an engine that
First went up and down
Then with more technology the
Engine went around
We know our steam and diesels
But what's a mainyard for?
A stoker ain't a stoker with a shovel anymore
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
Two cans of beer a day
And that's your bleeding lot
And now we've got an extra one
Because they stopped The Tot
So we'll put on our civvy-clothes
Find a pub ashore
A sailor's just a sailor just
Like he was before
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
I was just a lad
A sailor's life is very hard
The food is always bad
But now I've joined the navy
I'm aboard a man-o-war
And now I've found a sailor
Ain't a sailor any more
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
Well the killick of our mess he
Says we had it soft
It wasn't like that in his day
When we were up aloft
We like our bunks and sleeping bags
But what's a hammock for?
Swinging from the deckhead
Or lying on the floor?
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up thе mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies rеady
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
They gave us an engine that
First went up and down
Then with more technology the
Engine went around
We know our steam and diesels
But what's a mainyard for?
A stoker ain't a stoker with a shovel anymore
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
Two cans of beer a day
And that's your bleeding lot
And now we've got an extra one
Because they stopped The Tot
So we'll put on our civvy-clothes
Find a pub ashore
A sailor's just a sailor just
Like he was before
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore
Don't haul on the rope
Don't climb up the mast
If you see a sailing ship
It might be your last
Just get your civvies ready
For another run-ashore
A sailor ain't a sailor
Ain't a sailor anymore