'Tis advertised in Boston, New York and Buffalo A hundred brave Americans a whalin' for to go Singing Blow, ye winds in the mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow They tell you of the clipper ships a-going in and out They say you'll take five hundred sperm before you're six months out Singing Blow, ye winds in the mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow The skipper's on the quarter deck a-squintin' at the sails When up aloft the lookout spies a mighty school of whales Singing Blow, ye winds in the mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow Now clear away the boats, my boys and after him we'll travel But if you get too near his fluke, he'll kick you to the devil Singing Blow, ye winds in the mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow When we get home, our ship made fast, we get through our sailin' A winding glass, around we'll pass an' damn this blubber whalin' Singing Blow, ye winds in the mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow Singing Blow, ye winds in the mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow