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Stan Hugill wrote in his 1961 \u201cSea Shanties (sic) of the Seven Sea\u201d that the earliest mention of this \u201cstamp & go\u201d hauling chantey is to be found in the Olmsted, F.A. 1841 book Incidents of a Whaling Voyage<\/i> by F. A. Olmstead –\u00a0 the published account of an 1839 voyage of the ship North America <\/i>out of New London, Connecticut<\/a> to hunt the whale in the grounds of the Pacific Ocean. \u00a0\u00a0The chorus he gives is thus:<\/p>\n

Ho! Ho! and up she rises
\nHo! Ho! and up she rises
\nHo! Ho! and up she rises,
\nEarly in the morning.<\/p>\n

Many musicologists believe the song to be at least<\/i> as old as 1820 and this is a discussion best left to them than in this page.\u00a0 The song did make its way into other ships and into the minstrel shows of the 19th<\/sup> century, and is likely to be the most well known sea song today.\u00a0 The verses reflect various ways imagined to punish a sailor reporting on board ship but still intoxicated, and many verses today are created on the spot by performers to reflect current topical events or simply lines to gross out the listening audience, while there are versions softened greatly for audiences of children.\u00a0 Below are lines of mixed origin, from traditional to recent.<\/p>\n

I\u00a0will<\/em> point out, though, that the tune\/melody is actually from the Irish Gaelic folk song \u00d3r\u00f3 s\u00e9 do bheatha abhaile<\/a> and as such dates to at least the 1740s although believed to be much older than that.\u00a0 The verses have been changed to reflect political views over the generations, but see the following note:<\/p>\n

Joyce, Patrick Weston (1909). Old Irish Folk Music and Songs. London (Dublin): Longmans, Green and Co. (Hodges, Figgis & Co.). pp. 121, 130. “The following 34 airs (to \u201cShe\u2019s the dear Maid to me\u201d) were sent to me from time to time during 1884 by Mr. Francis Hogan of South Lodge, Brenormore, near Carrick-on-Suir, a good musician and a great enthusiast in Irish music and songs. He must have been then well over seventy years of age. Some of these he wrote from memory, and others he copied from MSS.” <\/span>
\np. 130 “275. ORO, \u2019SE DO BHEATHA A BHAILE: ORO, WELCOME HOME! A Hauling-home Song. The \u201cHauling home\u201d was bringing home the bride to her husband\u2019s house after marriage. It was usually a month or so after the wedding, and was celebrated as an occasion next only in importance to the wedding itself. The bridegroom brought home his bride at the head of a triumphal procession\u2014all on cars or on horseback. I well remember one where the bride rode on a pillion behind her husband. As they enter the house the bridegroom is supposed to speak or sing:\u2014<\/span>
\n“Oro, s\u00e9 do bheatha a bhaile, is fearr liom tu n\u00e1 c\u00e9ad bo bainne<\/span>
\nOro, s\u00e9 do bheatha a bhaile, th\u00e1 tu maith le r\u00e1tha.<\/span>
\nOro, welcome home, I would rather have you than a hundred milch cows:<\/span>
\nOro, welcome home, \u2019tis you are happy with prosperity [in store for you].”<\/span>
\n“Here is Mr. Hogan\u2019s note on this air:—\u201cThis song used to be played at the \u2018Hauling Home,\u2019 or the bringing home of a wife. The piper, seated outside the house at the arrival of the party, playing hard [i.e. with great spirit]: nearly all who were at the wedding a month previous being in the procession. Oh, for the good old times!\u201d This tune is called in Stanford-Petrie an \u201cancient clan march\u201d: and it is set in the Major, with many accidentals, but another setting is given in the Minor. I give it here as Mr. Hogan wrote it, in its proper Minor form. In several particulars this setting differs from Dr. Petrie\u2019s two versions. It was a march tune, as he calls it: but the March was home to the husband\u2019s house. Dr. Petrie does not state where he procured his two versions.”<\/span><\/p>\n

Jos. Morneault<\/p>\n

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What shall we do with a drunken sailor,
\nWhat shall we do with a drunken sailor,
\nWhat shall we do with a drunken sailor,
\nEarly in the morning?
\nRefrain:<\/i><\/p>\n

Way, Hey, and up she rises (or Hoo-ray and up she rises) 3x<\/i><\/b>
\nEarly in the morning<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/i><\/b><\/p>\n

Shave his belly with a rusty razor.\u00a0 3x<\/p>\n

Make \u2018im stand a piss to the windward.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 3x, &c.<\/p>\n

Put him in the long boat till he’s sober.<\/p>\n

Lock him in the guard room ’til he gets sober.<\/p>\n

Make him the captain of an Exxon tanker.<\/p>\n

Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.<\/p>\n

Pull out the plug and wet him all over.<\/p>\n

Tie him to the taffrail when she’s yardarm under.<\/p>\n

Tie his pecker in a rolling half-hitch.<\/p>\n

Put him in charge of an off shore oil rig.<\/p>\n

Heave him by the leg in a runnin’ bowline.<\/p>\n

Put \u2018im the bilge and make \u2018im drink it.<\/p>\n

Give ‘im a dose of salt and water.<\/p>\n

Shave his balls with a rusty razor.<\/p>\n

Give ‘im a hair of the dog that bit him.<\/p>\n

Put \u2018im in a leaky boat and make ‘im bail ‘er.<\/p>\n

Give ‘im a taste of the bosun’s rope-end.<\/p>\n

Hold her hair back while she pukes (thank you Rick and Lady Gaga)<\/p>\n

Soak him in oil till he sprouts a flipper.<\/p>\n

Put him in bed with the captain’s daughter.<\/p>\n

Have you ever seen the captain\u2019s daughter?<\/p>\n

Oh, my, what an ugly daughter!!<\/p>\n

Lock \u2018im in a room with Dolly Parton.<\/p>\n

What do you do with Dolly Parton?<\/p>\n

(tittie motor boat sound) with Dolly Parton!<\/p>\n

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