Also known as Whalers
Come all ye old whalers who rounded the horn,
Come all ye brave sailors who’ve weathered the storm,
The Captain has told us, and we hope he says true,
There’s plenty of whaling off the Coast of Peru.
It was early in the morning, just as the sun rose,
The man in the full mast, he yells ‘there she blows’.
‘Where away?’, cries the Captain,
Where away does she lay?’,
Three points to the eastward, and not a mile away.