Windy Old Weather

In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together

Then up jumped a herring, the king of the sea:
He sang out, "Old Skipper, now you can't catch me!"
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together

Then up jumped a mackerel with his striped back:
He sang out, "Old Skipper, come haul your main tack!"
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together

Then up jumped a sprat, the smallest of all:
He sang out, "Old skipper, come haul your trawl haul!"
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together

Then up jumped a crab with his great long claw:
He sang out, "Old Skipper, you'll run us ashore!"
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together

Then up jumped a herring, all broken and spent:
He sang, "Grifting's finished, now who'll pay the rent?"
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together

Then up jumped a herring, right under the lee:
He sang, "Grifting's finished, who'd bother with me?"
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together

Then up jumped a herring, the king of the shoal:
He sang, "Grifting's finished, gotta stay on the dole"
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather,
Boys, when the wind blows, we'll all go together