Oh, my father was the keeper of the eddystone light And he slept with a mermaid one fine night From this union there sprang three A porpoise and a porgy and the other was me
Chorus: Yo ho ho, the wind blows free, ho for the life on the rolling sea
One night when I was a-trimmin' of the glim Singin' a verse from the evening hymn A voice from the starboard shouted, 'Ahoy!' And there was my mother a-sittin' on the buoy
Chorus
'Oh what has become of my children three?' Me mother then she asked of me One was exhibited as a talking fish The other was served in a chafing dish
Chorus
The phosporus flashed in her seaweed hair I looked again, and my mother wasn't there But her voice came an echoing back through the night: 'To hell with the keeper of the Eddystone light!'