A boy to me was bound apprenticed
‘Cause 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 did annoy me
Nothing to him then did I say
But I rushed him to my frozen yardarm
And I kept him there ’til the next day.
When his eyes and his teeth hung before me
With his hands and his feet bowed low
And with a tarry gasket there I killed him
For I would not hear his cries no more
Now all you sea captains that go out a-navyin’
Take a warning example by me
And don’t misuse your young apprentice boys
Or else its hanged you’ll surely be.