I come from an island and islander's ways
Breakers and Quakers and few of us stray
Hunting the oceans with men that won't tire
Nantucket sleigh rides and chimney's afire
Some may be wary and won't understand
Trading a spear for a flag in the hand
But jetsam the try pots, I'm shipping out east
Off to go hunting a different beast
Fire flies from the long nines
Shot-handlers run about
The captain says, we'll hull 'er
As though there was some doubt
And as we blow on the matches
And brace to take the shock
My mind is in Nantucket
Hauling whale meat into dock
I'm not used to bracing in weather so calm
Still making cheer when I hear the alarm
As iron and fire knock nails from the stern
The shoals are no longer my biggest concern
Our skipper is canny, a droll kind of soul
Heat of assault and he's still cracking jokes
Ah, Mr. Starbuck, your aim is quite rare
Well I aims to sink her beyond disrepair
Fire flies from the long nines
Shot-handlers run about
The captain says we'll hull 'er
As though there was some doubt
And as we blow on the matches
And brace to take the shock
My mind is in Nantucket
Hauling whale meat into dock
History favours the bold and the brave
Conquer the mountains and weather the waves
Now I'm away with all liberties sons
Off down the channel to stand by the guns
Fire flies from the long nines
Shot-handlers run about
The captain says we'll hull 'er
As though there was some doubt
And as we blow on the matches
And brace to take the shock
My mind is in Nantucket
Hauling whale meat into dock
Fire flies from the long nines
Shot-handlers run about
The captain says we'll hull 'er
As though there was some doubt
And as we blow on the matches
And brace to take the shock
My mind is in Nantucket
Hauling whale meat into dock
