A boy to me was bound apprenticed
Because his parents they were poor.
So I took him from St. James' workhouse
All for to sail on the Greenland shore.
One day this poor boy he did annoy me
Nothing to him then did I say
But I rushed him to my frozen yardarm
And I kept him there 'til early next day.
When his eyes and his teeth hang before me
With his hands and his feet down bowed
And with a tarry gasket there I killed him
For I would not hear his cries below
I would not hear his cries below
Now all you sea captains that navyin here'
Take a fair advantage by me
Donít abuse your young apprentice boys
Or else its hanged you'd surely be.