Mollymauk

Now the southern ocean is a lonely place 

Where the storms are many and the shelter scarce 

     Down upon the southern ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn 

Over troubled waters and the restless skies 

You can see that mollymauk rise and dive 

     Down upon the southern ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn

Chorus

     Won’t you ride the wind and go white seabird 

     Ride the wind and go, mollymauk 

     Down upon the southern ocean sailing, 

     Down below Cape Horn 

Now the mollymauk glides on them great white wings

And Lord, what a lonesome song he sings 

He’s got no compass and he’s got no gear 

Nobody knows where the mollymauk steers

He’s the ghost of a sailor so I’ve heard them said 

His body it sank and his soul flew away 

He’s got no haven and he’s got no home 

Bound evermore to wheel and roam

When I gets too old and can sail no more 

Set me adrift far away from the shore 

You can cast me loose, you can set me free 

I’ll keep that big bird company