Наталья Михалева

There once was a ship that put to sea, and the name of the ship was the Billy O.T. The winds blew harder, bow dipped down below, my bully boys blow. Soon may the weller men come to bring us sugar and tea and rum. One day when the tonguing is done, we'll take our leave and go. She'd not been two weeks from shore, went down on her right well bore. The captain called all hands and swore he'd take that whale in tow. Soon may the weller men come to bring us sugar and rum.