The Port Royal Surprise

(Verse 1)

I spied a fine lass with a wiggle and grace,

With a veil of silk lace to cover her face.

I bought her a rum and I sang her a song,

And I figured that nothing could ever go wrong!

(Chorus)

Oh, heave away, boys, but watch where you steer,

Things aren't always quite as they appear!

With a wig on the table and boots on the floor,

I’ll never go drinking on land anymore!

(Verse 2)

I took her back home for a bit of a lark,

And we got rather cozy there in the dark.

But when she reached out for to loosen my belt,

I was stunned by the heavy iron grip that I felt!

(Chorus)

Oh, heave away, boys, but watch where you steer,

Things aren't always quite as they appear!

With a wig on the table and boots on the floor,

I’ll never go drinking on land anymore!

(Verse 3)

She kicked off her heels and she stood six-foot-four,

Then she spit a tobacco-plug onto the floor.

She pulled off her bonnet and what did I see?

A beard just as bushy and black as the sea!

(Chorus)

Oh, heave away, boys, but watch where you steer,

Things aren't always quite as they appear!

With a wig on the table and boots on the floor,

I’ll never go drinking on land anymore!

(Outro)

It was Barnaby Bill in a velvet gown,

The hairiest sailor in all of the town!