The Ferryland sealer - Silly Wizard

Oh our schooner and our sloop in Ferryland they do lie

They are already rigged to be bound for the ice

All you lads of the Southern we will have you be aware

She is going to the ice in the spring of the year

Laddie whack fall the laddie, laddie whack fall the day

We had vittles for to last more than two months at the least

And plenty of good rum, boys, stowed away in our chest

We will give her a rally for to praise all our fency

All our seals will be collected by the William and the Nancy

Our course be east-north-east two days and two nights

Out captain he cried out, «Boys, look ahead for the ice!»

And we hove her about standing in for the land

And 'twas in a few hours we were firm in the jam

Oh our captain he cried out, «Come on, boys, and bear a’hand

Our cook he gets the breakfast and each man takes a dram

With their bats in their hands it was earlye to go

Every man showed his action 'thout the missing of a blow

Some were killing some were scalping, some were hauling on board

And some more they were firing and a-missing of their loads

In the dusk of the evening all hands in from the cold

And we counted nine hundred fine scalps in the hold

Oh now we are loaded and our schooner she is sound

And the ice it is open and to Ferryland we’re bound

We all gave her a rally for to praise all our fancy

Our seals they were collected by the William and the Nancy

We are now off Cape Spear and in sight of Cape Broyle

We will dance, sing, carouse, my boys, in just a little while

We will soon enjoy the charms of our sweethearts and friends

For it will not be long before we’re down to the bend