GENERAL TAYLOR

General Taylors dead and gone
Walk him along, John, Carry him along
General Taylors dead and gone
Carry him to his burying ground

To me way, hey, hey Stormy
Walk him along, John, carry him along
Way, hey, hey, Stormy
Carry him to his burying ground

I wish I wa sold Stormy's son
I'd build me a ship of 10,000 ton

I'd load her down with ale and rum
And every shellback should have some

We dug his grave with a silver spade
His shroud of the finest silk was made

Oh ye who dig OStormys grave

Dig it deep an make it safe

We lowered him down on a golden chain
On every link we carved his name

We lowered him down on a golden chain
Make sure he dont rise again

General Taylor died long ago
He's gone to where the winds don't blow

Well haul me boys and well wake the dead

Lets stow him away in his little bed

General Taylor's dead and gone
General Taylor's dead and gone