Heave Away by the Fables set to pictures from the Trinity Bight area of Newfoundland.
Lyrics:
Come get your duds in order 'cause we're bound to cross the water.
Heave away, me jollies, heave away.
Come get your duds in order 'cause we're bound to leave tomorrow.
Heave away me jolly boys, we're all bound away.
Sometimes we're bound for Liverpool, sometimes we're bound for Spain.
Heave away, me jollies, heave away.
But now we're bound for old St. John's where all the girls are dancing.
Heave away me jolly boys, we're all bound away.
I wrote me love a letter, I was on the Jenny Lind.
Heave away, me jollies, heave away.
I wrote me love a letter and I signed it with a ring.
Heave away me jolly boys, we're all bound away.
Sometimes we're bound for Liverpool, sometimes we're bound for Spain.
Heave away, me jollies, heave away.
But now we're bound for old St. John's where all the girls are dancing.
Heave away me jolly boys, we're all bound away.
Now it's farewell Nancy darling, 'cause it's now I'm going to leave you.
Heave away, me jollies, heave away.
You promised that me you'd marry me, but how you did deceive me.
Heave away me jolly boys, we're all bound away.
Sometimes we're bound for Liverpool, sometimes we're bound for Spain.
Heave away, me jollies, heave away.
But now we're bound for old St. John's where all the girls are dancing.
Heave away me jolly boys, we're all bound away .
