Show THE TALE OP A I stood one day by the breezy bay Watching the ships go When an old Tar with a shake of his I could tell a saw some sights as would jigger your And they jiggered me own But I ami worth a darn at spinning a yarn That from the were out on the Nancy Just a league and a half at Captain with a troubled He conies and he says to me Smith make haste for-with And hemstitch the spanker And accordion pleat the sheet For she's going to blow a straightway did as the No sooner the job was thru Than the north wind crack took us dead lights how she blue the tars right off the The spars right the Anchors and sails and kegs and nails Went by on the wings of galley shook as she our cook Right out thru the starboard And pots and pans and kettles and cans Went clattering arter the fire right out of the galley coal right out of the bin Then she whistled apace past the face And all the hair off his wiggle me the f And them words out of I if the wind don't veer And glow awhile from the wiggle me No sooner another escaped lay sister he'd said Them words that out of his mouth Than the wind hauled with a hurricane sound And straight in from the opened our eyes in wild And never a word did we For in changing her tack the wind back The things she'd the tars back on the The spars back Back flew anchors and sails and kegs and Which into the ship stuck we could look she the cook Right under the galley And back came the kettles and pots and pans Without even spilling the the fire back into the Where it burned in its regular And wc all of us cheered when she blew the beard Back onto the more of me said the sailor would jigger your lights But I worth a darn at spinning a yarn wanders away from and |