Bold and rugged, with folk and sea shanty elements featuring passionate male and female vocals, fiddle, and accordion to create a sincere and proud mood.
Contributor Name: Harpo Marks
Reference ID: 31115
Lyrics:
General Taylor
General Taylor gained the day
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Oh, General Taylor gained the day
Carry him to his burying ground
Chorus (after each verse):
To me way hey, you Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
To me way hey, you Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground
Oh I wish I was old Stormy’s son
I’d build a ship ten thousand tons
I’d load her down with ale and rum
And every shellback should have some
Oh we dig his grave with a silver spade
And his shroud of the softest silk is made
And we lower him down on a golden chain
On every link we’ll carve his name
