STEADY HO
Steady ho, my lad, my lad
Steady ho, my lad
Though the main be bounding bad
Steady ho, my lad
Swing her round, my lad, my lad
Swing her round, my lad
If ye’d not meet with Davy Jones
Swing her round, my lad
Blast your hide, my lad, my lad
Blast your hide, my lad
Ye’ve sent us to a briny grave
Blast your hide, my.. (glub)


