We love the life of a Jolly Jack Tar. Nothing better than a day unfurling a spanker or two and gazing up into the mizzen mast and worrying about the Doldrums.
Whilst up aft for’d we pass the time by singing a shanty.
Here are a few we croon;
• Me Auld Girl’s Blowhole
• Johnny’s Tinkler Is Inflamed
• After 3 Years At Sea Duncan Is Now Dorothy
• I’ve Been Bent Over A Barrel or 2
• Tug Me Rope
• When I Rub Me Barnacles I’m Thinking Of Me Jessie
• Blow Me Back To Blighty On A Good Stiff ‘Un
• Lord Nelson Swung Both Ways
Anyway the west wind blows fare – so adieu me hearties – sing along to this classic!
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I bet Mrs. Fightback swoons to those lyrics.
I am the Michael Buble of Shantyism Susie!
Oh, yes. Foggy winters mean a mug of grog, a blazing fire in the fireplace, and groggy sea shanty!
Grog me bog me old China!
We’re on the same wavelength. I was just thinking — to myself — “well, goddammit it’s filthy sea shanty time!”
Everyday is filthy Sea Shanty Day here in Fightback Towers!
What a laugh. I really liked the Me Auld Girl’s Blowhole. (what ever that is)
Hah har John Lad!
So you can’t say?
Shiver me timbers!
Me timbers always shiver . Must be age
As long as it is not Parkinsons John!
Can’t rule it out
Animation!! You’ve made me very happy, Jim!
A few ditties to help the day move along Nancy!
Nothing like a good ‘ole sing along to get those toes a tapping.
Indeed – all together now – “I’ve been over a barrel or two……!”
I love the classics!
Nothing better than an old sea shanty!