A long, long time, and a long time ago
Ch: To me way, hay, oh-hi-o;
A long, long time, and a long time ago,
Ch: A long time ago.
A smart Yankee packet lay out in the bay,
A waiting for a fair wind to get under way.
With all her poor sailors all sick and all sore
For they'd drunk all their lime-juice and could get no more.
With all her poor sailors all sick and all sad
For they'd drunk all their lime-juice and no more could be had.
She was waiting for a fair wind to get under way,
She was waiting for a fair wind to get under way.
If she hasn't had a fair wind she's lying there still,
If she hasn't had a fair wind she's lying there still.
Around Cape Horn we've got to go,
Around Cape Horn to Call-eao
'Round Cape Horn where the stiff winds blow,
'Round Cape Horn where there's sleet and snow.
I wish to God I'd never been born
To drag my carcass around Cape Horn.