Yo -ho, she's below
But there ain't no man who's
bad enough to go
And the waves sing a tune,
there's a thunder at the moon
And the mermaid laughs
at the sailor's doom
Yo -ho, my pretty little mermaid
down below
Oh, my father was the keeper
of the Eddystone light
He married a mermaid one fine night
From this union there came three
A porpoise and a porgy
and the other was me
Yo -ho -ho, the wind blows free
Oh, for a life on the rolling sea
One night when I was a
trimmin' of the glim
Singin' a verse from the evening hymn
A voice from the starboard shouted
Ahoy!
And there was Mother sittin' on the buoy
Yo -ho -ho, the wind blows free
Oh, for a life on the rolling sea
Now what has become of the children
Three me mother, then she has to be
One was exhibited as a talking fish
And the other was served
from a chafing dish
Yo ho ho, the wind blows free
Oh, for a life on the rolling sea
Then the phosphorus splashed
in her seaweed hair
I looked again, but my mother wasn't there
A voice came a -echoing out of the night
To hell with the keeper of
the Eddystone light
Yo -ho -ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for a life on the rolling sea
Yo -ho, she's below,
But there ain't no man who's
bad enough to go
And the waves sing a tune
as they thunder at the moon
And the mermaid laughs
at the sailor's doom
Yo -ho, my pretty little mermaid
down below
Yo -ho, yo -ho, yo -ho, yo -ho, yo -ho