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vrijdag 24 maart 2023

Greenland Whale Fisheries


Over de walvisvangst, die in dit nummer niet goed uitpakt. Een shanty.


When the whale get strike and the line runs out And the whale makes a flunder with its tail And the boat capsized and I lost my darlin' man No more, no more Greenland for you, brave boys No more, no more Greenland for you Twas in eighteen hundred and fifty three, on June the thirteenth day That our gallant ship her anchor weighed And for Greenland sailed away, brave boys, And for Greenland sailed away. The lookout on the crosstree stood With a spyglass in his hand There's a whale, there's a whale, there's a whalefish, he cried And she blows at every span, brave boys She blows at every span! Well we struck that whale and the line played out But she gave a flunder with her tail And the boat capsized and four men were drowned And we never caught that whale, brave boys, We never caught that whale. Oh, to lose that whale, my captain cried, It grieves my heart full sore But to lose four of my gallant men It grieves me ten times more, brave boys, It grieves me ten times more! Oh, Greenland is a dreadful place It's a land that's never green Where there's ice and snow and the whalefishes blow And daylight's seldom seen, brave boys And daylight's seldom seen When the whale gets strike, and the line runs out And the whale makes a flunder with its tail And the boat capsized and I lost my darlin' man No more, no more Greenland for you, brave boys. No more, no more Greenland for you.

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