THE YARN OF THE 'LOCH ACHRAY'
The 'Loch Achray' was a clipper tall
With seven-and-twenty hands in all.
Twenty to hand and reef and haul,
A skipper to sail and mates to bawl
'Tally on to the tackle-fall,
Heave now 'n' start her, heave 'n' pawl!'
Hear the yarn of a sailor.
An old yarn learned at sea.
Her crew were shipped and they said 'Farewell,
So-long, my Tottie, my lovely gell ;
We sail to-day if we fetch to hell.
It's time we tackled the wheel a spell.'
Hear the yarn of a sailor.
An old yarn learned at sea.
The dockside loafers talked on the quay
The day that she towed down to sea :
- Lord, what a handsome ship she be !
Cheer her, sonny boys, three times three!'
And the dockside loafers gave her a shout
As the red-funnelled tug-boat towed her out ;
They gave her a cheer as the custom is.
And the crew yelled 'Take our loves to Liz —
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