Campfire Songs
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Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 


It Was Friday Night When We Set Sail

Tune: Mermaid


It was Friday night when we set sail
And we were not far from the land
When the captain spied a lovely mermaid
With a comb and a brush in her hand, her hand, her hand
With a comb and a brush in her hand

Oh! the ocean waves may roll, may roll
And the stormy winds may blow, may blow-o
But we poor sailors go skipping to the tops
While the land-lubbers lie down below, below, below
While the land-lubbers lie down below

Then up spoke the captain of our gallant ship
And a fine old man was he
Saying, "This fishy mermaid has warned us of our doom
We shall sink to the bottom of the sea, the sea, the sea
We shall sink to the bottom of the sea!"

Then up spoke the mate of our gallant ship
And a well spoken man was he
"I've married a wife in Salem Town
And tonight she a widow will be, will be, will be
And tonight she a widow will be"

Then up spoke the cook of our gallant ship
And a RED HOT cook was he
"I care much more for my kettles and my pots
Than I do for the bottom of the sea, the sea, the sea
Than I do for the bottom of the sea

Then up spoke the cabin boy of our gallant ship
And a scurvy little rascal was he
"I've nary a soul in Salem Town
Who will care what happened to me, to me, to me
Who will care what happened to me

(Slowly)
Then three times round, went our gallant ship
Then three times round went she
Then three times round, went our gallant ship
And she sank to the bottom of the sea, the sea, the sea
And she sank to the bottom of the sea