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Strike the Bell
(Traditional)

Up on the quarterdeck and walking about
There's the second mate, so steady and so stout
What he is a thinkin' of, he doesn't know himself
We're wishing he would hurry up and strike, strike the bell

Chorus
Strike the bell, Second Mate, and let us go below
Look you all to windward, you can see it's going to blow
Look at the glass, you can see that it has fell
We wish that you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell


Down on the main deck and working at the pumps
There's the starboard watch, a longing for their bunks
Look out to windward and they see a great big swell
They're wishing that the Second Mate would strike, strike the bell

Up on the foc'sle head and keepin' sharp lookout
Yonder Johnson stands, a ready for to shout
The lights are burnin' bright sir, and everything is well
We wish that you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell

Up at the wheel, poor Anderson stands
Grasping at the spokes with his frost-bitten hands
Looks at his compass and his course is clear as hell
He's wishing that the Second Mate would strike, strike the bell

Up on the poop deck, our gallant Captain stands
Looking out the seaward with a spyglass in his hands
What he is a thinkin' of, we know very well
He's thinkin' more of shortnin' sail than strikin' the bell


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