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No. 4 - Song - Geoffrey and Chorus - "The Sailor's Life."
| Geoffrey: | A sailor's life's the life I trow, He works now late now early; Now up, now down, now to, and fro: What then? he takes it cheerly. When perils gather round, All sense of danger's drowned, We despise it to a man; We sing a little, and laugh a little, And work a little, and play a little, And fiddle a little, and foot it a little, As bravely as we can. |
| Chorus: | We sing a little, and laugh a little, And work a little, and play a little, And fiddle a little, and foot it a little, As bravely as we can. |
| Geoffrey: | If howling winds and roaring seas Give proof of coming danger, We view the storm, but rest with ease, For fear's to Jack a stranger. When perils gather round, All sense of danger's drowned, We despise it to a man; We sing a little, and laugh a little, And work a little, and play a little, And fiddle a little, and foot it a little, As bravely as we can. |
| Chorus: | We sing a little, and laugh a little, And work a little, and play a little, And fiddle a little, and foot it a little, As bravely as we can. |
| Geoffrey: | But think not that our life is hard, Though storms at sea ill-treat us; For coming home's a sweet reward, When wives and sweethearts greet us. When perils gather round, All sense of danger's drowned, We despise it to a man; We sing a little, and laugh a little, And work a little, and play a little, And fiddle a little, and foot it a little, As bravely as we can. |
| Chorus: | We sing a little, and laugh a little, And work a little, and play a little, And fiddle a little, and foot it a little, As bravely as we can. |
| Geoffrey: | As bravely as we can, as bravely as we can. |
| Chorus: | We sing a little, and laugh a little, And work a little, and play a little, And fiddle a little, and foot it a little, As bravely as we can. As bravely as we can! |
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Page modified 10 November 2016