Pump Shanty

They say life has its ups and downs  

That really now is quite profound  

I’d like to push the capstan round  

But it’s pump me boys before we drown.

Pump me boys, pump 'er dry  

Down to hell and up to the sky  

Bend your back and break your bones  

We're just a thousand miles from home.

The ocean we all do adore  

So come on lads let’s pump some more  

Don’t worry if you’re stiff and sore  

I’m sure we've pumped this bit before.

Pump me boys, pump 'er dry  
Down to hell and up to the sky  
Bend your back and break your bones  
We're just a thousand miles from home.

The captain’s daughter, I suppose  

Could be called an English Rose  

What would you think when I propose  

The pox she gave to me a dose.

Pump me boys, pump 'er dry  
Down to hell and up to the sky  
Bend your back and break your bones  
We're just a thousand miles from home.

This Rose well she did prick me sore,  

I've never felt so bad before  

Thanks to the girl I do adore  

I thought I'd never pump no more.

Pump me boys, pump 'er dry  
Down to hell and up to the sky  
Bend your back and break your bones  
We're just a thousand miles from home.

I called the doctor right away  

To find out what he had to say  

“That’s two pounds ten — get on your way” 

I'm sure the girl is in his pay.

Pump me boys, pump 'er dry  
Down to hell and up to the sky  
Bend your back and break your bones  
We're just a thousand miles from home.

Sometimes when I am in me bed  

And thinking of me day ahead  

I wish that I could wake up dead  

But pumping’s all I get instead.

Pump me boys, pump 'er dry  
Down to hell and up to the sky  
Bend your back and break your bones  
We're just a thousand miles from home.

Yes, how I wish that I could die  

The swine who built this tub to find  

I'd drag him back from where he fries  

To pump until the beggar’s dry.

Pump me boys, pump 'er dry  
Down to hell and up to the sky  
Bend your back and break your bones  
We're just a thousand miles from home.

There’s so much water down below  

Just how it got there I don’t know  

The old man says, “Let’s roll and go”  

But I think we're bound for Davy Jones.

Pump me boys, pump 'er dry  

Down to hell and up to the sky  

Bend your back and break your bones  

We're just a thousand miles from home.