The Fire Ship
courtesy of www.SailorSongs.com
As I strolled out one evening, out for a night's career,
I spied a lofty ship and after her did steer.
I hoisted her my signals which she very quickly knew;
And when she seed my bunting fly she immediately hove to.
She's a dark and rolling eye,
And her hair hung down in ring-o-lets.
She was a nice girl, a decent girl,
But one of the rakish kind
O, sir, you must excuse me for being out so late,
For if my parents knew of it, sad would be my fate.
My father he's a minister, a good and honest man,
My mother she's a Methodist, and I do the best I can.....
I took her to a tavern and I treated her to wine,
Little did I think she belonged to the rakish kind.
I handled her, I dandled her, and found to my surprise,
She was nothing but a fires ship, rigged up in a disguise.
The author of this website has put a lot of time and effort into gathering the greatest collection of sea shanties for the world to enjoy - There are songs that have been to sung to a job of work at sea for many, many years and collecting them has been a great endeavour. - Roger Chartier has made the effort out of his own interest and the requests that he has gotten to do this work from fellow musicians who wanted a good source of sea shanties to draw on and learn from. He has been told that for this effort he is a remarkable man.