Save the Whales
When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the General Store
Saw a picture book of a whale,
shooting his spout and slapping his tail
Then he got a sailor's dream, cruising around those salty seas
Joining up with a fishing crew, go out and get him a whale or two
Tell me what kind of men are these that sail across salty seas
Up in the rigging in the afternoon,
swab the decks and sharpen harpoons
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Lots of whales in the deep blue sea, we kill them for the industry
Drag them alongside and cut them in
two, melt them down and sell them to you
Hardly is a sailor alive, who can keep the tears from his eyes
As he remembers the good old days when there were no whales to save
Now we can thank the companies for scouring the deep, blue seas
Looking for ivory and perfume, oil to light your living rooms
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Shanghai'd by the light of the moon,
put out of Boston in the middle of June
After six months you begin to see nothing but death and misery
Set out on a three year cruise, a union ship and a union crew
After six months you began to see, whaling's not what it used to be
Modern ship, modern crew, sonar scopes and exploding harpoons
Mechanical boat built out of steel,
floating machine built to kill the whales
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the General Store
Saw a picture book of a whale,
shooting his spout and slapping his tail
Then he got a sailor's dream, cruising around those salty seas
Joining up with a fishing crew, go out and get him a whale or two
Tell me what kind of men are these that sail across salty seas
Up in the rigging in the afternoon,
swab the decks and sharpen harpoons
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Saw a picture book of a whale,
shooting his spout and slapping his tail
Then he got a sailor's dream, cruising around those salty seas
Joining up with a fishing crew, go out and get him a whale or two
Tell me what kind of men are these that sail across salty seas
Up in the rigging in the afternoon,
swab the decks and sharpen harpoons
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Lots of whales in the deep blue sea, we kill them for the industry
Drag them alongside and cut them in
two, melt them down and sell them to you
Hardly is a sailor alive, who can keep the tears from his eyes
As he remembers the good old days when there were no whales to save
Now we can thank the companies for scouring the deep, blue seas
Looking for ivory and perfume, oil to light your living rooms
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Shanghai'd by the light of the moon,
put out of Boston in the middle of June
After six months you begin to see nothing but death and misery
Set out on a three year cruise, a union ship and a union crew
After six months you began to see, whaling's not what it used to be
Modern ship, modern crew, sonar scopes and exploding harpoons
Mechanical boat built out of steel,
floating machine built to kill the whales
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the General Store
Saw a picture book of a whale,
shooting his spout and slapping his tail
Then he got a sailor's dream, cruising around those salty seas
Joining up with a fishing crew, go out and get him a whale or two
Tell me what kind of men are these that sail across salty seas
Up in the rigging in the afternoon,
swab the decks and sharpen harpoons
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Hooray, up she rises
Early in the morning
Credits
Writer(s): Joe Allen Mcdonald
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