Land Ho!

[Verse] Grandma loved a sailor, who sailed the frozen sea Grandpa was that whaler and he took me on his knee He said: "Son, I'm going crazy from living on the land Got to find my shipmates and walk on foreign sands" This old man was graceful with silver in his smile He smoked a briar pipe and he walked four country miles Singing songs of shady sisters and old time liberty Songs of love and songs of death and songs to set men free I've got three ships and sixteen men A course for ports unread I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow until half of us are dead Land ho! Well, if I get my hands on a dollar bill I'm going to buy a bottle and drink my fill If I get my hands on a number five I'm going to skin that litlle girl alive If I get my hand on a number two come back home and marry you Marry you, marry you Alright! Land ho!