Roger McGuinn - Catch The Greenland Whale lyrics

On the twenty-third of March, my boys We hoisted our topsail Crying, 'Heav'n above protect us With a sweet and a pleasant gale.' We never was down-hearted Nor let our courage fail But bore away up to Greenland For to catch the Greenland whale For to catch the Greenland whale And when we came to Greenland Where the bitter winds did blow We tacked about all in the north Among the frost and snow Our finger-tops were frozen off And likewise our toe-nails As we crawled on the deck, my boys Looking out for the Greenland whale Looking out for the Greenland whale And when we came to Davis Strait Where the mountains flowed with snow We tacked about all in the north Till we heard the whalefish blow And when we catch that whale, brave boys Homeward we will steer We'll make them valleys ring, my boys A-drinking of strong beer We'll make them lofty alehouses In London town to roar; And when our money is all gone To Greenland go for more To Greenland go for more