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Good Ol Brig

as led by Barry Finn on Fathom This © 2007
Barry Finn and Neil Downey

From London to Denmark we shipped aboard a brig;
Her timbers all were holy; pulp it was her rig.

So let the breezes blow; she's old an' slow,
We'll float across to Hamburg an' shirk an' lay below!

Our foresail was all torn; we hadn't any thread;
We grabbed the skipper's pants an' hoisted them instead.

So let the breezes blow; she's old an' slow,
We'll float across to Hamburg an' shirk an' lay below!

We hadn't got a compass; we knew our way by smell;
An' if we went off course, the skipper would ring a bell.

So let the breezes blow; she's old an' slow,
We'll float across to Hamburg an' shirk an' lay below!

We hadn't got a lantern to see us through the dark;
The skipper's nose was bright enough to scare off any shark.

So let the breezes blow; she's old an' slow,
We'll float across to Hamburg an' shirk an' lay below!

The wheelhouse it was rotten, it made the rats amused;
The only thing we had to spin was Granny's spinnin' wheel.

So let the breezes blow; she's old an' slow,
We'll float across to Hamburg an' shirk an' lay below!

We should've sighted Hamburg a week ago it seems,
When the lookout shouted, "Strike me pink, we've sighted Barbary!"

So let the breezes blow; she's old an' slow,
We'll float across to Hamburg an' shirk an' lay below!

So we got ourselves a tugboat; we towed that brig astern,
An' if we ever reach Hamburg some day we will return!

So let the breezes blow; she's old an' slow,
We'll float across to Hamburg an' shirk an' lay below!

Barry collected this rarely sung shanty while acting as honorary shantyman and sometime volunteer aboard the brig Carthaginian at Lahina, Maui, in 1979. There he met George Hebert, an old Cape Horner. The lead voice alternates the third line some of the time to include two different ways Hebert sang it for Barry over the years.