Heave Away

Heave Away

Traditional - Lyrics from Songs of American Sailormen, by Joanna Colcord


It's of a farmer's daughter so beautiful, I'm told;
Heave away, my Johnny, heave away away!
Her father died and left her five hundred pounds in gold.
And away, my Johnny boy, we're all bound to go!

Her uncle and the squire rode out one summer's day;
Heave away, my Johnny, heave away away!
Young William is in favor, her uncle he did say,
And away, my Johnny boy, we're all bound to go!

etc.