Here’s to all you braw young lads, here’s to all I say,
Here’s to all the strong young lads, who sail upon the sea,
There’s many a braw young fighting cock, which strutted off to sea,
But ah, I tells you, white they turn, when waves begin to leap,
Here’s to all you brave young lads, who wish to taste the sea,
Here’s to all the braw young men, who come to show their worth,
The waves do whirl and leap and bound, they loom like mountains high,
A fear O’ chills the heart of men when first they see such things,
The winds do blow and waves do leap, the ship is tossed about,
As leaves within the autumn winds, the ship is tossed around,
Their stomach churns, their face turns green, they feel weak in the knee,
These braw young fighting cocks ma lads, turn white with fear at sea,
Here’s to all the brave young lads, here’s to all at sea,
Who dare to chart the wide unknown, and face the winds at sea?
You heard of storms so wild and fierce, but still there’s more I say,
I speak not yet of creatures’ dark, that lives beneath the wave,
Here’s to all you brave young lads, here’s to all I say,
Here’s to all the braw wee lads, who come to see the sea,
So if you’d be a sailor man, then brace yourself I say,
For life upon the great high sea, is wild, aye rough, and hard.
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