Stormy Ol' Weather

Collected by Bob Copper from Noah Gillette (right) in Hastings in about 1954: see pp. 55-56 of Songs and Southern Breezes for the details; and the appendix, pp. 204-5, for these words.

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For it's stormy weather, windy weather,
When the wind blows, boys, we'll all go together.

Up jumped a 'bewley' as black as a rook
Said, You ship as mate, boy, and I'll ship as cook.

Chorus

For it's windy weather, stormy weather,
When the wind blows, boys, we'll all go together.

Up jumped the cod with his chuckle-head
He jumped on the fore-deck said, Let's heave the lead.
Chorus

Up leaped a flounder from flat off the ground,
Said, God damn your eyes, chuckle-head, mind where you sound.
Chorus

Up jumps a crab with his crooked legs,
Said, You find the cribbage-board and I'll find the pegs.
Chorus

Up leaps the herring, the king of the sea,
He leaps on the fore-deck said, Hellums-a-lee.
Chorus

Up leaps the mackerel with his coarse-looking back,
He leaps on the fore-deck, said, Let's make a tack.
Chorus

Up leaps the mullet and him being small
He leaps on the fore-deck, said, Let's heave the trawl.
Chorus

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