Oh, Stormy's gone, that good old man
(Wey, Stormalong John)
Oh, Stormy's gone, that good old man
(Wey-hey, mister, Stormalong John)

Well I wish I was old Stormy's son
(Wey, Stormalong John)
I'd build me a ship of a thousand tonnes
(Wey-hey, mister, Stormalong John)

I'd fill her holds with food and rum
(Wey, Stormalong John)
And stay in port 'til it was gone
(Wey-hey, mister, Stormalong John)

Then I'd sail the oceans 'round and 'round
(Wey, Stormalong John)
With plenty of money I'd be found
(Wey-hey, mister, Stormalong John)

Old Stormy died way off Cape Horn
(Wey, Stormalong John)
Close by the place where he was born
(Wey-hey, mister, Stormalong John)

We dug his grave with a silver spade
(Wey, Stormalong John)
And lowered him down with a golden chain
(Wey-hey, mister, Stormalong John)