Strike the Bell

Out on the poop deck, walkin' about
 Second mate Hawkins is so sturdy and so stout
 What he is thinkin' of, he doesn't know himself
 We wish that he would hurry up and strike, strike the bell
 Strike the bell, second mate
 Let us go below
 Look away to windward
 You can see it's gonna 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 in the engine room, workin' on the pumps
 Leftie's gettin' oily and he's ready for his bunk
 He cannot find the spanner and he swears likе merry hell
 Wishin' that the sеcond mate would strike, strike the bell
 Strike the bell, second mate
 Let us go below
 Look away to windward
 You can see it's gonna blow
 Look at the glass
 You can see that it has fell
 We wish that you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell
 Up on the main deck, haulin' on the rope
 The brown boys look to windward and they are not filled with hope
 They see on the horizon, headin' in to swell
 Wishin' that the second mate would strike, strike the bell
 Strike the bell, second mate
 Let us go below
 Look away to windward
 You can see it's gonna blow
 Look at the glass
 You can see that it has fell
 We wish that you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell
 Up in the wheelhouse, Jason leads the band
 Holdin' a squeezebox in his cold and weary hands
 Plays a tune to tell us, 'We're sailin' into hell'
 Wishin' that the second mate would strike, strike the bell
 Strike the bell, second mate
 Let us go below
 Look away to windward
 You can see it's gonna blow
 Look at the glass
 You can see that it has fell
 We wish that you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell
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 Forward in the foc'sle head, keepin' sharp lookout
 Johnny Mac is bawlin' in his brood Northern shout
 "The lights are burnin' brightly, sir, everything is well"
 He's wishin' that the second mate would strike, strike the bell
 Strike the bell, second mate
 Let us go below
 Look away to windward
 You can see it's gonna 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 mess deck, Toby's out of bed
 Ready for the dog watch with a tricorn on his head
 Thinks about Demelza, makes his poor heart swell
 Hopin' that the second mate will strike, strike the bell
 Strike the bell, second mate
 Let us go below
 Look away to windward
 You can see it's gonna blow
 Look at the glass
 You can see that it has fell
 We wish that you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell
 Up on the main deck, Captain Cleave does stand
 On the hunt for mermaids with a spyglass in his hand
 What he is thinkin' of, we all know very well
 He's dreamin' more of chasin' tail than strikin' the bell
 Strike the bell, second mate
 Let us go below
 Look away to windward
 You can see it's gonna blow
 Look at the glass
 You can see that it has fell
 We wish that you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell
 Strike the bell, second mate
 Let us go below
 Look away to windward
 You can see it's gonna blow
 Look at the glass
 You can see that it has fell
 We wish that you would hurry up and strike, strike the bell