Fisherman’s Friends
The Coast of High Barbary
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho

Gonna sing you all a song about a ship that haunts my dreams
Lo-hi, lo-lo, and so sail we
A song to curdle up your blood and make the banshee scream
Sailin' down the coast of Hi-igh Barbary

(Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho)

'Get aloft, get aloft' our gallant captain cried
Lo-hi, lo-lo, and so sail we
Look ahead, look astern, look a-windward, look a-lee
Sailin' down the coast of Hi-igh Barbary

(Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho)

There's nothin' to the stern, there's nothin' to the lee
Lo-hi, lo-lo, and so sail we
But there's a spooky ship to windward that's sailin' loose and free
Sailin' down the coast of Hi-igh Barbary
(Yo-ho, hеave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho)

Thе captain was a skeleton, the first mate was a ghoul
Lo-hi, lo-lo, and so sail we
When we fired off of broadside, the ball went right on through
Sailin' down the coast of Hi-igh Barbary

(Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho)

Yo-ho, heave-ho (Yo-ho, heave-ho)
Yo-ho, heave-ho (Yo-ho, heave-ho)
Yo-ho, heave-ho (Yo-ho, heave-ho)

The spooky old Fisherman's Friends are we
Sailin' down the coast of Hi-igh Barbary

(Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho)

He waved a bony hand and said 'farewell, me boys, farewell!'
Lo-hi, lo-lo, and so sail we
'We're bound for Davy Jones' locker, we're sailin' down to hell!'
Sailin' down the coast of Hi-igh Barbary
(Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho)

Sailin' down the coast of Hi-igh Barbary

(Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho, heave-ho
Yo-ho)

Oh, heave-ho!