Galway girls don't use no comb.
Heave away! Haul away!
Well, they comb their hair with a codfish bone.
And we're bound away for the whaling!
And it's heave 'er up me, bully, bully boys!
Heave away! Haul away!
Heave 'er up and don't you make a noise!
And we're bound away for the whaling.
Them Galway boats don't have no sails.
Heave away! Haul away!
All blown off in the northwest gale.
And we're bound away for the whaling.
And it's heave 'er up me, bully, bully boys!
Heave away! Haul away!
Heave 'er up and don't you make a noise!
And we're bound away for the whaling.
My dear old mother she wrote to me.
Heave away! Haul away!
Son, dear son, come home from sea.
And we're bound away for the whaling!
And it's heave 'er up me, bully, bully boys!
Heave away! Haul away!
Heave 'er up and don't you make a noise!
And we're bound away for the whaling.
And it's 'round Cape Horn that we must go.
Heave away! Haul away!
That is where them whale-fish blow!
And we're bound away for the whaling!
And it's heave 'er up me, bully, bully boys!
Heave away! Haul away!
Heave 'er up and don't you make a noise!
And we're bound away for the whaling.
Them Galway girls don't wear no clothes!
Heave away! Haul away!
Galway city just as straight as she goes!
And we're bound away for the whaling!
And it's heave 'er up me, bully, bully boys!
Heave away! Haul away!
Heave 'er up and don't you make a noise!
And we're bound away for the whaling.
And it's one more pull and that will do.
Heave away! Haul away!
'Cause we're the boys to pull 'er through!
And we're bound away for the whaling!
And it's heave 'er up me, bully, bully boys!
Heave away! Haul away!
Heave 'er up and don't you make a noise!
And we're bound away for the whaling.