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 When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the general store

 Saw a picture book of whales, shooting their spouts and flashing their tails

 Then he got a sailor's dream about cruisin' around on the salty sea

 Joined up with a fishin' crew to go out and get him a whale or two

 Tell me what kind of men are these who sail upon the salty seas

 Up in the riggin' in the afternoon, swabbin' the decks and

 sharpening harpoons

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 Hooray and up she rises

 Hooray and up she rises

 Hooray and up she rises

 Early in the morning

There's lots of whales in the deep blue sea and we kill them for the industry

We drag'em along side and cut'em in two and melt'em down and sell it to you

There hardly is a sailor alive who can keep the tears from his eyes

As he remembers the good old days, when there were no whales to save

Now we can thank the companies for scouring the deep blue seas

Looking for ivory and perfume and oil to light your living room

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Shanghaied by the light of the moon, put up in Boston in the middle of June

After six months I left the sea, nothing but death and misery

Set out on a 3 year cruise, a union ship and a union crew

After six months you begin to see, whaling's not what it used to be

A modern ship and a modern crew with sonar scopes and exploding harpoons

A mechanincal boat made out of steel and a floating machine gun to kill the

whale

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