A-F
G-O
P-Z
Christmas
A Pirate Lullaby
All For Me Grog
Ar Fa La La Low
Auckland to the Bluff
Away, Rio!
Ballad of Captain Kidd, The
Ballad of Sam and Marie, The
Ballad of the Dread Pirate Neko, The
Banana Boat Pirates
Barrett's Privateers
Beer
Beggarman
Biddy McGrath
Bilge Pumps Birthday Song
Black & Tans
Black Ball Line, The
Blow the Man Down
Blow Ye Winds
Bonnie Ship the Diamond
Botany Bay
Cape Cod Girls
Captain's Daughter, The
Coast of High Barbary, The
Congo River
Danny Boy
Dark Lady, The
Day of the Clipper
Derelict, The
Donkey Riding
Drunken Sailor
Eliza Lee
Excursion Around the Bay
Farewell to Nova Scotia
Farmer, The
Final Trawl, The
Fire Maringo
Flying Cloud, The
General Taylor
Ghosts of Heroes
Grey Funnel Line
Gun Shanty, The
Haul Away Joe
Haul, Boys, Haul
Here's to the Morning Glory
Holy Ground
House of the Rising Sun, The
Isle of Tortuga, The
Isn't it Grand?
Itches In Me Britches
Johnny Jump Up
Larry Marr
Leave Her Johnny
Leaving of Liverpool
Linstead Market
Lowlands Low
Lowlands Low Round
Lucky Pierre
March of Cambreadth
Mary Ellen Carter, The
Mermaid, The
Mingalay Boat Song, The
Mrs. McGrath
Nancy Whiskey
Night Pat Murphy Died, The
Old Dun Cow
One More on a Dead Man's Chest
Osprey, The
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Whiskey Johnny (Traditional)
Whiskey is the life of man
Always was since the world began
(Chorus)
Whiskey-o, Johnny-o
Rise her up from down below
Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey-o
It's up aloft this yard must go
John rise her up from down below
Whiskey here, whiskey there
Whiskey almost everywhere
Whiskey up and whiskey down
Whiskey all around the town
My wife and I do not agree
She puts whiskey in her tea
I had a girl and her name was Lize
She puts whiskey in her pies
If whiskey comes too near my nose
I tip it up and down she goes
Some likes whiskey, some likes beer
I wisht I had a barrel here
Whiskey made me pawn me clothes
Whiskey gave me this broken nose
Oh the mate likes whiskey, the skipper likes rum
The sailors like both but me can't get none
I thought I heard the first mate say
I treats me crew in a decent way
If whiskey was a river and I could swim
I'd say here goes and dive right in
If whiskey was a river and I was a duck
I'd dive to the bottom and never come up
I wisht I knew where whiskey grew
I'd eat the leaves and the branches too
A tot of whiskey all around
And a bottle full for the shanty man
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